Bumping madness pv Klaus Sohn Finished

Klaus was engrossed in the book he was reading as he ambled down the small hall, making his way out of the library; not really watching in front of him, focused on the words that sprawled itself across the pages.

He was doing his daily reading in the library, today’s book had been “A History of Magic” by Bathilda Bagshot. He had only skimmed through the first couple of chapters when he had first bought it, but hadn’t really stuck his nose into it until today. But the library had begun to get too crowded for his liking, it was still quiet, but just the presence of people and the smallest of noises piled up to even bring the boy the biggest irritation. So, he grabbed his things and just opted to find another spot to do his reading - debating whether he should just retreat into his dorm room until the next class.

But he could barely think of anything else now - so engrossed to not even notice the girl who had been rushing towards him, causing the two to fall heavily onto the floor.

Klaus was rather dazed by the impact, and it took him a brief moment to recover. Once he did, he looked up to see who he had just bumped into so carelessly; papers still flying from the impact around them.

It was a girl, not much older than he is who was quick to scramble and gather her fallen things. He rubbed his chest gently, to aid the soreness of his book hitting him from the impact. Scrambling to start helping the girl in collecting all the papers, stacking them in his arms neatly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see where I was looking. Are you okay-”

"Oh mer.. c'est pas possible,encore?! J'en ai marre de tomber!"

He halted in his movements, a little shocked from what he had just heard. Brows furrowed as he tried to wrap his head around the words that came from the girl’s small mouth - he was certain those words weren’t English, yet he could understand them.

It’s been a while since he heard anyone speak French around him since he arrived at Hogwarts.

Klaus finished up his part on picking up most of the papers and books, grabbing his own book as well, before standing up before the girl with a small smile, “Je suis désolé.” He uttered as he held out the items to the other. “Ce n'est pas correctement organisé.”

“Je suis désolé. Ce n'est pas correctement organisé.” 

"Ce n'est rien. Merci. Je devrait y aller. Au revoir, excusez moi pour ma maladresse."  --> Translation: "It's nothing. I should go. Goodbye, please excuse my clumsiness" (formal)

Klaus could immediately sense the hesitation in her movements and expressions as soon as she heard him speak in French. For a brief moment, he had thought that he might’ve said something offensive, but he knew that it wasn’t possible that he did - he knew that he was trained with his use of words; knew how a gentleman should speak to a lady.

He tilted his head to the side, a brow raised as he watched the girl take a step back; as if the threat had appeared out of nowhere right in front of her. “Est-ce que ça va?” He asked, stepping forward only for the girl to dodge him by responding back in a clutter of words, formed in a messy sentence of sheer panic. And before he could even have a say, the highly strung Hufflepuff brushed past him and was gone in a flash, heading towards the library.

And Klaus just stared, mouth pursed but slightly open and loose as his eyes were fixed at the girl. He blinks, refocuses as he scratched the back of his head in pure confusion. “Bizzare…” He whispered to himself until he looked down at his “The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection”... textbook?

Opening the front cover, he noticed the handwritten name scribbled right above the title page. “Lauren Wildhawk.”

The realization came as he snapped his head towards the library doors to which the girl had disappeared off to. “Maudit.” He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. He needed to finish reading what he started - a habit - and he was sure that the girl needed this book to do whatever she needed to do to be in such a hurry. With a deep sigh, he began to jog his way back into the library.