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 Why Dragons Don't Like Dungeons, KENZ/ANDRE
Evelina Young
 Posted: Apr 13 2017, 02:26 PM
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"If only a bird could love a fish"

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Evelina Young
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The library was always quietest in the mid-afternoon. Most students were either at lunch or catching what little sunshine spring had to offer. No one wanted to spend the peak of the day closed up indoors with only towering bookcases and leather-bound tomes to keep them company. No one except Evelina. She had headed to the large room straight after a difficult Potions class, seeking solace in the dusty texts the school had to offer. There was every chance she'd run into someone on the way, but upon stepping into the study she was relieved to see she was all by her lonesome.

Once she was safely hidden amongst the forest of books, a deep sigh escaped her, her shoulders slumping. For just fifteen seconds, her head hung and her posture slouched, wisps of long dark hair escaping their pins to tickle against her porcelain cheeks. The morning class had left Evie frazzled and frustrated; tears stinging at the backs of her eyes as she struggled to fix a potion that had quite literally blown up in her face. Though she had attempted to put herself back together again, her uniform still bore some of the marks of her failures; her tie loose around her neck and her knee socks sagging down to her ankles. When class had finally ended, her first stop was to the girl's washroom to clean the soot from her chin and blouse, but the only place that could really make her feel better was the library.

It was safer than spending lunch searching for friends who might make her feel a little bit better about her failed potion. In fact, it was better if she avoided everyone for the rest of the day. If she ran into anyone she knew they'd see her splotchy cheeks and her wide eyes. Then the questions would come. First they'd ask what happened and if she was okay, and she would smile and lie a sweet little lie so they wouldn't worry. Then there would be more questions. Were the instructions not clear? Do you need help? Did someone slip something extra into your cauldron? There was no one to blame but herself, and accepting help was so much more difficult than offering it. Whether or not it was her fault or someone else's, she was still left feeling like she was supposed to be better than all this.

And she was.

So fifteen seconds was all she allowed herself before her back straightened and her chin lifted, and her little heels began clicking their way down the rows of books. The young eagle forced herself to smile in the hopes that her lips could trick her heart and head into believing she wasn't feeling sad or discouraged. In that moment, her smile was for no one but herself, and as she trailed her fingers down the spines of the books in front of her, she started to feel a little bit better.

Why Dragons Don't Like Dungeons

The red embossed title jumped out at Evie, and her heart immediately did a little cartwheel in her chest. Before she knew it she was removing the book from the shelf and crossing over to one of the nearby tables, a genuine smile crinkling the corners of her hazel eyes. The book was one she had meant to read for a while now, recommended to her by one of her fellow Ravenclaws, and this was the first time in months that it hadn't been checked out. A silver lining to every dark cloud, the fourth year thought to herself, her shoulders perking as she took a seat. Her book-bag was placed carefully on the floor, the four wooden legs of her chair scraping over the stone floor as she got situated and made herself comfortable. At least an hour of solitude, before it was time to head to her next class.

The library really was her sanctuary.


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Andre Elkins
 Posted: Apr 19 2017, 06:21 PM
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"Hate me or love me"

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He was done. There was no way that he was stepping foot into another class to listen to another teacher. It wasn't worth it. His mother could take the broom for a while if she wanted. After hours of listening to lectures that morning, Andre was done with professors telling him how the history of Magic was important to relevant times. Of course, in hindsight, why he had gone to History of Magic of all the classes that he could have chosen for the day was beyond him, but it might have been because his mother had mentioned in her last letter that if he even missed one class she'd be coming to get the broom.

So instead of going to the next class, or to lunch where he would be forced to watch more people waste more food, the boy stomped his way to the library, where if he was lucky, the book he wanted would be in. Elias had showed him how to move about the castle without using the stupid staircases that moved or his broom, so Andre would be able to get around just fine without the broom anyways. His scowl was present on his face as his fingers rubbed over the wand in them, moving towards the library in what could only be described as a haughty fashion. His brow was furrowed and his green eyes had even more coolness to them than they usually did as they made their way around the quiet library - clearly the other students had decided to use their break for something more than finding a book about dragons.

Piercing eyes made his way to the librarian that confirmed that for the first time since coming to this wretched school, the book was in . It was one of the few that the snake hadn't yet read that was about dragons and the blue streaked hair boy was determined to get his hands on a copy of the book. His lips pursed as he moved through the quiet area that smelled of musty old books - a scent that the boy would never quite be able to get used to. His scowl became deeper as his feet finally carried him to the shelf that was to have the book. Fingers that were not holding his wand in them reached up skimmed along the book spines as his eyes searched. Afer careful calculation and a very large noise coming from his threat, Andre turned away, angry. Green eyes flashed as he looked around the section of the library. They settled on a girl that was nearby, reading a book. His loudness had probably interrupted her, but who was he to care? This was ridiculous. Andre had just been here yesterday afternoon and the book was still checked out. How was it that it was gone already again?

Stupid castle. Stupid staircases. Stupid classes. Stupid people. Stupid Hogwarts.

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Evelina Young
 Posted: Apr 20 2017, 11:59 AM
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"If only a bird could love a fish"

AGE:
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STATUS:
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Rep: 11 pts [ + | - ]

Evelina Young
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--very dark and damp, when most wyrms prefer sunning their scales.

Evelina was in the middle of the third chapter, her eyes darting down page after page. She knew she only had a limited time to glean what she could from the book before her next class, so she was absorbing as much of it as she possibly could rather than sitting and drinking it in at a leisurely pace. She could have checked it out had she wanted to, but more than once she'd been forced to pay fines because of the state her books were returned in. It wasn't that her bullies followed her to her dorm to harass her, or even broke into her common room. Rather, they would frequently target her in the halls, hexing her book bag or jettisoning whatever she held right out of her grip.

Whenever a book in her charge was damaged, her heart broke just a little, so she was content to remain in the safety of the library, where few hexes were ever flung.

A loud noise reminiscent of a dragon's growl rumbled up from the back of someone's throat not far from where the fourth year sat, breaking the serene calm of the school library. Evie jumped in her chair, eyes flaring wide as she reflexively tightened her grip on the book, lifting it from where it lay on the desk to pull it protectively toward her chest. Her head whipped around, but when she saw no one approaching her, she relaxed her shoulders, breathing a little sigh of relief when none of her usual bullies reared their ugly heads. You're still safe, she told herself, sitting back in her chair as she sent a glance sideways. Movement had caught her eye, and when her eyes came to rest on an unfamiliar boy with blue streak in his hair, she offered a cautious smile. He was in the fantastic beasts section, she noted, but he hadn't grabbed a single book from the shelves. Curious, but hardly alarming.

Easing her own text away from her chest, her fingers dusted off the cover out of habit before placing it gently back on the desk. Her attention remained on the boy, studying the heat in his emerald gaze and the set of his shoulders. He looked angry, though she couldn't imagine why. Who went to a library to stew and rage? It served as a lovely escape, but one could hardly shout or scream; there was no way to vent volatile emotions. In fact, if he kept it up he was likely to get a warning from the librarian, maybe even a detention.

With a cautious glance back in the direction of the librarians, Evie waited for the telltale throat clear of an unhappy staffer. When none came she turned back to face the boy, smiling kindly at him before holding a finger to her lips. If he was tossed out of the library for causing a disturbance, his black mood would only darken, she reasoned, and perhaps he hadn't realised just how loud he'd been.

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Andre Elkins
 Posted: May 7 2017, 09:49 AM
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"Hate me or love me"

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Green orbs had turned piercing as he watched the girl and his brow furrowed as she reached up to put her finger to her lips, his anger only increasing tenfold as she tried to shush him. Who was she to tell him what to do? His parents could barely tell him what to do, let alone this silly little girl with a book in her hands. His eyes flashed and he had half a mind to go over to her and giver her a piece of it. It was clear that this was not one of Andre's best days and she was silently challenging him? Who did she think that she was, the librarian? Clearly Andre the grouch was out on the hunt this day, out for blood or out to bite, who could really be sure.

His nostrils flared, making him resemble one of the dragons in the book that he was looking for. The snake was still aghast that the book was missing' he had been waiting for weeks to read this one. It wasn't worth spending his pocket money on if he could get his hands on it for free for a while. The catalog that he had been checking nearly daily said that it was in; so why was it not here on the shelf where it should have been? Fingers tightened around the wand as he stood there, piercing eyes on the girl that had the gull to shush him before stalking over to her. Even before he had really realized what he was doing, the boy had ripped the book from her fingerstips to see what book it was that she was reading. Somewhere in the back of his mind he had come up with the thought that it was possible that this girl was the culprit of the book taking, that she was the thief.


Why Dragons Don't Like Dungeons

The emboldened words stuck out from the cover of the book as he yanked it away from the girl that had dared tried to shush him. Green orbs landed on the cover and for a moment his expression softened. This was most definitely the book that he had been waiting for ages for. His lips softened for a split second as his fingers ran over the words and the title of the book in it's fine lettering. It was here, at his fingertips and the blue streaked hair boy had every mind to take it. His eyes snapped back up to the girl and though it crossed his mind to chastise her, to just hex her and run away with the book, the snake's tone was buttered with sugary sweetness that did not belong to someone that had just ripped a book from a girl's hands. "May I have this, please?"

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Evelina Young
 Posted: Jun 8 2017, 04:55 PM
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"If only a bird could love a fish"

AGE:
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STATUS:
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Rep: 11 pts [ + | - ]

Evelina Young
© Charlie // She
Awards: 23



Evelina's friendly warning for the other student didn't quite go as planned. When he stomped his way over to her, the young Ravenclaw's eyes widened in response, a quick glance being cast about their secluded section of the library. They were alone; there was no one to share an awkward what's happening look with. Her fingers curled around the edges of the book and her shoulders jumped up to her ears as she braced herself for a verbal lashing of some sort.

Instead he simply seized the very book she'd been waiting to read, yanking it from her grasp. "Ah!" She exclaimed, her voice coming out a squeak that echoed in the grand library. Evie sucked in a sharp breath and clamped her mouth shut, swiveling in her chair for a look at the librarian, but no shush followed her exclamation. That was good, but it didn't solve her current problem. A sudden irrational fear that the boy beside her was going to split the book in half, or otherwise damage it to spite her, spiked in her chest. But that wasn't right, and it made no sense. Why would he want to harm a book? Why would he want to do so to spite her? She didn't know him from Adam.

A beat followed where Evelina was simply frozen, looking up at him with a perplexed wrinkle in her brow. Then he asked his question -- he wanted to take it. Another glance was cast around for an audience that wasn't there before the young brunette gave an awkward sort of shrug. The book wasn't hers to give. "I--I suppose," she ventured tentatively, keeping her voice low. "It's...a library book though so just...just be careful with it, and make sure to return it to the bin when you're done..." As her voice trailed off uncertainly, her eyes lowered to rest on the tome she'd been waiting ages to check out. But as much as she wanted to finish it, she couldn't say no, give that back and if he really wanted it...well he could have it. She'd just have to remember where she was, and finish it another time.

The library didn't seem quite so safe anymore. Even if she picked another book to bury her nose in, she didn't think she'd get very far. She leaned over to pick up her book bag, giving the boy a hesitant sort of smile. Something in the way he was regarding her left her on edge. The look in his eyes, perhaps, like he was a caged creature just waiting to lash out at the first person to extend a hand toward him. "I'll just--finish up another time. Do enjoy it," the eagle added after a moment, sliding out of her seat.

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Andre Elkins
 Posted: Jun 12 2017, 01:14 AM
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"Hate me or love me"

AGE:
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Andre Elkins
© Kenz // She/her
Awards: 8



Andre was not a bully. At least in his own eyes. Sure, there was times that he had hexed or jinxed other students, but this was not without cause or because the other student had done something first. In his own mind, the boy simply defended himself - whether it be because he was literally doing so, or in this case, he was standing up for something that the snake had wanted for many weeks now. It was a book that Andre had been looking for since he had first come to the library and found it within the catalog. It had been checked out since then and now that it was back, there was no reason that he couldn't have it. The fact that this girl had gotten to it first didn't even really cross his mind; nor did it seem that she was going to put up a fight in order to keep it.

Previous grouchiness seemed to disappear as the boy gently opened the book, paging through, looking at the different titles of the chapters, certain words catching his eye as fingers roamed the spine in order to hold it in one hand and page through it with the other, his wand still clutched within the fingers that were holding the book's spine. When did the boy ever put down his wand? That alone was a clear sign that Andre also knew what it was like to be on the other side, the side that had bullies surrounding him. Or could they be considered bullies? Who really understood what a bully was in the end? Andre came from the streets, having to do anything that he could to survive with his twin sister. Were there bullies there? Or was it simply that the older kids had also been trying to survive?

These were not questions that the boy was considering as he thumbed through the book, looking up sharply at the girl, confusion mixing in with his scowling face, "Why exactly would I hurt a book?" he snapped, although there was something more soft about him now - dragons did this to him. Dragons were a love that Andre had found when he had first joined the Elkins' family, back when his brother had shown him how to read. It was dragon books that had gotten the boy to learn to read to begin with, the thirst to know more about the fierce creatures that had caused Andre to spend hours learning, whether with Quincy or with either of his parents, Samuel or Johanna.

It seemed that it was time for the girl to go and he looked back to her as she gathered her things. "Wait," the boy requested, finger holding a page open as he watched her, "What's your name? I'll send you an owl when I return it. The bloody waiting system around here is ridiculous. I've been checking the catalog for this book for weeks." She was giving him the book, after all. The least bit that he could do in return was to let her know when the snake was finished with it and returned it.

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