A somewhat un-orderly study session

Millicent decided to pop into the library on one odd day, deciding that she wanted to be an explorer at heart as well as a magic-user.

And there's no time like the present to do that! she thought, with a little burst of cheer.

She looked around the room; most people were studying, quietly chatting or practicing their spells. Honestly, the Hufflepuff felt a little disappointed-she thought there were more newcomers like herself. But maybe that was just wishful thinking.

Then Millicent made eye contact with someone. They looked quickly down, but she noted they had black hair and they didn't seem all too busy-if they were looking at her, that is. But she supposed anything was possible nowadays.

She made her way through the library, trying to catch a glimpse of the black-haired stranger. At last, she saw him, looking more exhausted than anyone she'd ever seen her age look.

He looked quite taller than her but around the same age as her, with that nervous look most first years tend to get. He had a notebook opened beside him and he looked very concentrated-or at least Millicent thought so.

"Hi!" she whispered to him. "Um. I'm Millicent. What are you working on?"

He looks at her tilting his head slightly before smiling.
"Well met Millicent, my name is Silas. I am reading ahead through some herbology texts. The mandrake in particular at the moment, I have a quiet fascination for such things. I presume you came to study as well? Your welcome to sit if you would like."

He then leans over the table slightly clearing some of his scattered belongings in attempt give her half the of the space on the table. After all this is a public space. Leaning back he looks at her waiting for her response before noticing she is a Hufflepuff. While he is not all that familiar with the dynamics of the houses he is however fully aware no Hufflepuff has come up to him. He wrote this off as simple rivalry however now he wonders if it was something else. Maybe he does not seem approachable though it could be something as simple as they have had no reason to approach him. His face contorts slightly as he thinks of the possibilities of it all. He shakes his head as he realizes he has zoned out a bit there.

Millicent opens her mouth immediately to laugh lightheartedly. "Well met? I love that!"

She dips her head, flourishing a bow. "Well met to you," she says with a hopeful, little smile and sits next to him with eager eyes.

"You're reading ahead? That's awesome! In Herbology, you said? You must really like it so far! Is it your favorite class? What do you like about mandrakes?

Millicent felt heat rise to her cheeks and sighed. "Sorry if I'm talking too much, Silas; I do that when I get excited. And I didn't come here to study, either. I came here mostly to explore and meet people."

She felt a shine overtake her eyes. "I'm just so fascinated by magic and all of it right now. I want to understand."

He blinks a bit before laughing.
"Your definitely the excited type I see, well truth be told I am most excited to eventually learn about beasts more in that third year course but I imagine baseline information would be quite useful for it. As for what I find useful with mandrakes there the corner stone of many antidotes from what I am reading here. I imagine the more I deal with beasts the more I will need to know this information."

"Oh and do not worry about appearances so to speak, I am quite unfamiliar with well all of this. I hardly think your talking too much, in fact I am quite curious what your favorite class is currently"

He sets the book down gently closing it, before sliding it aside a bit to pay better attention to whatever her response may be. He looks relatively comfortable now. He does however occasionally still rub his left hand when he makes eye contact for a bit too long, that unfortunately will take plenty of time to get over as he generally struggles with these kinds of one on one interactions.