Henry Llewellyn
13 Jan 2021, 03:19
Lost Boy
Sounds of shuffling paper and small coughs reached ears too big for their head. Under tufts of fiery red hair sat a face so engrossed in its activity, that even canon fire going off wouldn't avert its gaze. The activity in question: reading about the history of Quidditch. Henry wanted to know all he could about the sport, if he was going to decide whether to take it up or not. Of course, it had a lengthy history and Henry had gone through a lot of books on the subject. As he finished the page he was on, Henry felt his stomach grumble and, for the first time in about two hours, he looked up.
Blinking against swimming vision, Henry looked around to find himself alone. There had been other people at the other tables when he had first arrived, but now it was empty. Glancing around, his eyes landed on a clock. Henry was shocked to find that he had been in the library as long as he had. For once, he was so focused on researching, that he had lost track of time. He supposed the fact that it was a subject he was interested in helped a load. With a stretch, Henry got to his feet and paced a little bit around the table he had been sitting at. It still wasn't too late, though he'd probably have to get to his dorm in a few more hours, so he turned back to his stack of books. With a single glance, he felt the interest drain from his body. Maybe it was time to change focus.
Henry flipped all the open books shut and stacked them together. He couldn't quite remember where he had gotten them from, so he simply left them where they were, and began to wander. He remembered discussing the source of the food in the Great Hall with Gabriella and decided he was going to see how accurate she had been. Wandering the bookshelves a little while longer, Henry realized he had no idea what he was looking for. Turning a corner, he spotted another person. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to know if there's a book on house elves, would you?" He asked, hoping asking a stranger might actually be useful.
@Queenie Margaret
Blinking against swimming vision, Henry looked around to find himself alone. There had been other people at the other tables when he had first arrived, but now it was empty. Glancing around, his eyes landed on a clock. Henry was shocked to find that he had been in the library as long as he had. For once, he was so focused on researching, that he had lost track of time. He supposed the fact that it was a subject he was interested in helped a load. With a stretch, Henry got to his feet and paced a little bit around the table he had been sitting at. It still wasn't too late, though he'd probably have to get to his dorm in a few more hours, so he turned back to his stack of books. With a single glance, he felt the interest drain from his body. Maybe it was time to change focus.
Henry flipped all the open books shut and stacked them together. He couldn't quite remember where he had gotten them from, so he simply left them where they were, and began to wander. He remembered discussing the source of the food in the Great Hall with Gabriella and decided he was going to see how accurate she had been. Wandering the bookshelves a little while longer, Henry realized he had no idea what he was looking for. Turning a corner, he spotted another person. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to know if there's a book on house elves, would you?" He asked, hoping asking a stranger might actually be useful.
@Queenie Margaret
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Henry Llewellyn
17 Jan 2021, 22:17
Lost Boy
Around the corner, down a row of books, Henry found the girl, collecting quite the stack of books. There was once when he collected a bit of a stack of books, but it wasn’t necessarily for reading. Still, he knew there were actually people who read for fun or for research. Of course, as he thought this, he realized he was currently one of those people. He was glad that she seemed willing to help. It surprised him how readily she knew the information, but decided not to question it, seeing as it was exactly what he needed. When she asked his name, he headed closer to her to take the hand she offered for a shake.
“Henry, thanks for the help, sometimes I get so lost in here,” he laughed, glad to have found someone who knew where things were. She did look a bit familiar, though, but he thought that of all of the students his age. “I haven’t even been here a year, so everything in here is a bit much.” He added on. Many of the other Ravenclaws knew the library rather well, but Henry wasn’t really booky like they were. Reading wasn’t really his usual idea of fun. “Whatcha got there?” He asked, curious about her stack of books. It looked like he wasn’t the only one currently researching a lot.
@Queenie Margaret
“Henry, thanks for the help, sometimes I get so lost in here,” he laughed, glad to have found someone who knew where things were. She did look a bit familiar, though, but he thought that of all of the students his age. “I haven’t even been here a year, so everything in here is a bit much.” He added on. Many of the other Ravenclaws knew the library rather well, but Henry wasn’t really booky like they were. Reading wasn’t really his usual idea of fun. “Whatcha got there?” He asked, curious about her stack of books. It looked like he wasn’t the only one currently researching a lot.
@Queenie Margaret