Of Magic and Quarrels PV Memphis Herndon Closed

It wasn't completely true that Memphis knew this library off by heart; the restricted section was not yet explored and he didn't think he could. He already got himself a neat stack of 'reading material' for tonight; a few autobiographies of some great wizards that also were into Astronomy, a few books on Hufflepuff history and some other reads that were apparently very necessary. He noticed the stack start to get a bit, how to say it, heavy. He found a near-empty table, with only a singular girl sitting. Memphis could handle a person, could he?

He didn't even look at her as he pivoted to the left section, where he could find more Astrology books. If he was going to graduate, he's going to graduate only after reading every book in this damned library. His eyes viewed some other dusty shelves but he decided to brush it off; in a few years, he'd be tall enough to reach them.

He scanned the books that he picked up, and took some old newspapers too, for his personal research. He did look like a proper Ravenclaw, didn't he? He refused to wear yellow and chose his blue over the blue combination.

Now, to return to the table. The table with a singular person that Memphis could totally handle. Lies upon lies. Each night he returned very early to his bed, so to not communicate with his dormmates.

He relaxed so much during his second trip back to the library aisles that he started humming silently, mouthing the tune. He immediately stopped as he reached his table and placed the books in another grouping. He opened the first one on the first group, the big Encyclopedia Of Stars. No student read this massive thing as an enjoyment (but for assignment), but Memphis wasn't taught about ethics on books. He was just taught how to read, and how to read to relax.

Wini supposed the book was somewhat interesting. But as she placed her right elbow on the table and then rested her chin in her palm, her brows creased, showing that it was absolutely not interesting. The brunette placed the forth book down, grabbing the next. It was a book about different plants that could be used in potions. This only caused Wini to sigh in exhasperation and sink into her seat so that her head disappeared from view behind the tall height of the very thick book.

The table rattled slightly, causing Wini to freeze. She peaked above the rim of the book, catching sight of a boy about her age. He was wearing blue, which meant Ravenclaw. Right? But then Wini remembered that they were suppose to be the smart ones, and glancing at the book that he was currently reading only proved her point.

Laughter drew her attention away as she looked to her right, a group of students giggling together before being shushed harshly, the noise only dying down a fraction. Wini’s eyes narrowed a bit. She probably needed friends. That was important, right?

Turning back to the boy, her blue eyes watched him as he read.

I should say hi. Probably not. You’ll never know if you try. What could possibly go wrong? This guy could probably think up of a thousand ways to kill you Winifrey

The brunette’s eyes simply continued to narrow, her looks probably looking more murderous than she intended to as she stared down the boy that shared the table with her.

Memphis should've brought the books out and somewhere else, maybe into the study room if he managed to carry it that far. He hated being looked at whilst doing literally anything. Couldn't this girl just bug off and read her own thing? She brought books, didn't she?

Although he looked like a fast reader, he wasn't. His finger had to retrace the same path a few times and sometimes repeat this step over seven times. His eyes didn't even eye the diagrams, for he thought them useless and not as important as the text. His hand started to hurt a bit, and that's why he took it off the edge of the old, yellowed pages and circled it with his other hand in such a motion, that after a few seconds, his wrist cracked and he returned to reading.

God, she's so annoying. Not even my brother, who's barely four, stares like this. Does she live in a barn or something?

He found an interesting extract about one of the star constellations that were in the newspaper articles. So, he proceeded to get up and slide the Daily Prophet copy from in between two other books and sat back down. He examined the constellation and gave a small satisfactory sound as he was proved to be correct. This was the same constellation.

His hazel eyes focused on one of the major headings in the encyclopedia and then flipping the book to a completely new heading, where he found his interest peak. He wondered about if the girl was finished staring at him and if she was ever going to stop looking. He wanted to snap at her, but he didn't.

His eyes didn't stir at the laughing group, only because he noticed to voices to be the boys from Hufflepuff who greeted him this morning. He didn't need to say hello back. He wasn't planning becoming friends with literally anyone this year or any year. Better focus on grades.

You should talk to him. Nope. Come on Gryffindor, aren’t you suppose to be brave?

Wini simply narrowed her eyes even more at her own coldness, slamming the book down on the table before picking it up and reading it once more, as if nothing had ever happened. She was going to say hello. The brunette sighed lightly.

For heaven’s sake, just do it!

“What are you doing?” Wini sputtered out, grimacing at how she sounded. “I mean, what are you reading?” Why was it so hard to talk to someone now? Maybe it was all that magic reading she had been doing in her room. It probably messed up her social skills or something.

Her blue eyes glanced towards the boy’s hazel ones, expectantly waiting for an answer. She read the titles of the books that were spread around him on the table, her earlier thought of him being a Ravenclaw being further proven in her mind. She tried to remember if they were mean or if they were annoyed easily.

Her books that she used to read from Cambridge weren’t very descriptive about the seperate houses, only briefly going over what they did in history. She supposed it would be interesting to find out some things from the boy who sat before her, if this interaction were to go well of course.

"Why are you speaking to me?" his tone seemed harsh, frankly, that's how he wanted it to come out as. His voice didn't shudder, yet his patience did. He felt... judged. Was she judging his house? Or his book choice? What was going on?

She doesn't look too terrible, now. Maybe she's not Hufflepuff. I want to get away from all of those people. They are a terrible influence and they lack respect for me.I might spite them or curse them when I get back; maybe both.

His glare returned, sharp as ever as he went back to his read, now whilst hearing the breathing of this person sitting beside him, and her curiosity pressing onto his body like walking through a barn of muck and trying to rub it off in the grass afterward. It was stressing and never fun.

He felt the whole library shudder in his mind every time he did and a book fall every time she took a breath out. This situation was freaking him out, but to outsiders, it just seemed like he wanted to ignore this girl. His stress wasn't just building up from the inside; his hands were clammy and sweaty as he skipped some pages to find the page he truly wanted, but he didn't even eye the title properly.

Her eyes narrowed slightly at his tone, but she let it slide off her shoulder as she abruptly stood from her chair and leaned over the table to get a better look at his book.

“Encyclopedia of Stars...” She mumbled out, squinting at the words that were sprawled on the cover of the massive book. “So is it just about stars?” She asked curiously, tilting her head a bit as she stared at the boy. Her eyes glanced once again to the other large books on the table, the thought of actually reading them bringing back her most recent headache.

Maybe Ravenclaw were easily annoyed. Wini frowned slightly at the thought. His tone showed that he seemed indifferent about her. He probably even felt superior to her as well. This only caused a hint of anger to boil in her chest, but not enough to show on her face.

She didn’t consider herself amazingly smart, but she worked hard. And when that hard work was rewarded she was always proud. People like this boy in front her annoyed Wini, but she made care to avoid them lest she lash out and get in trouble. Apparently it’s not nice to punch mean people, at least that’s what her mother taught her.

"Answer my questions first." He turned to glare at her, shutting his book firmly in front of her and turning it over so the blurb or index was 'shining' up at them. He placed his arms on his book and let out a huff of anger. His brows furrowed at the girl. Her curiosity made her even the more mind-irking.

His movements were varied, as he didn't want to make the girl seem like he was open for conversation. He wasn't. He was absolutely the opposite to that. The Library was a place to calm down and read, not make friends and talk. Did this girl even read the rules of the library?

Memphis decided to look back down at his book, still in his glare. He was intending to open it up, but she would just look and ask more question. Gah, he should have kept in his room and reread his own book.Well, actually, it wasn't his fault to be 100 percent sure. It was her fault for sticking her nose up in his business when he just wanted to read in the damn library. He cursed her under his breath and hoped she didn't hear his little swear.

Wini's face filled with confusion. What question was he talking about? Oh, that's right. The stupid one.

"Well," The small brunette started, sinking back into her seat as she placed her book down. "I suppose it is the polite thing to do, seeing as we are sitting at the same table and all. Plus, I don't have that many friends," She trailed off, smiling sheepishly with a shrug.

"And besides, you don't have to be so nasty to me," She huffed out, opening her book back up so that it was flat on the table, giving her a full view of the fuming boy in front of her. "I haven't done anything terrible to you so you have no good reason," She finished, acting like she found some form of interest in the book. She never understood why some people were so nice while others acted like they had sticks up their butts.

The boy then muttered something under his breath, but she didn't catch what he said exactly. Although, her experience with people in general gave her the idea that it wasn't anything good. She glared at him sharply before saying, "There, I have answered your question. Now it's your turn to answer mine," She lifted her chin, sending him a challenging look. If he was planning on being rude to her, she wasn't going to sit back and let him. She could play this game too.

"Do I look very friendly to you?", His mind wanted to shut down and just die. He never got interrupted while reading, in his life probably. His family was respectful; close or extended, along with friends of family. This girl was wanting to be friends with him, despite not knowing his name, or his personality.

"For your information, the book is obviously about stars and I do not want to be friends with you; hence my approach to you, I thought you would notice." He turned the page of conversation to the end, and began on examining his stack of books. He grabbed one from the top and layed it on top of the Encyclopedia of Stars. His eyes darted towards the first few words as he decided to dig in his read again.

Memphis, whilst reading, had a specific way of leaning his head on his elbow and a specific raise of finger whilst making it follow along the string of words that formed a sentence. His finger suddenly came back to the same sentence, tracing along the exact words he just did, but examining it more. He had a very unusual hand twitch with the hand he leant his head on, where he would make a wince movement underneath his jaw. He was indeed, weird.