Quiet Time (open)

It wasn't unusual to find the library busy. Books were floating back to their designated shelves, the scratching of quills against parchment was the only sound apart from the occasional whisper from students to get help or crack a joke. Raven was returning some books she had borrowed and headed to the potions section.

Once arriving there, she scanned the spines for the book she was after. She wasn't going to take it out, she was going to spend the hour in the library. This place was amazing and a lot bigger than the local wizarding library in the nearby town at home. She slipped off her house robe as it was quite warm and sat down, as she got the book she wanted. Taking out a spare piece of parchment and her writing utensils, she began to read occasionally taking notes. She heard the chair next to her squeak as if it was being pulled out from under the desk. She glared at the person for disturbing her. "Please can you try and be quiet?" She whispered, harshly. She hated being disturbed when she was reading or studying and she was doing both, so this really ticked her off.

Shaking her head and sighing, Raven went back to her book and notes. This was going to be an interesting afternoon at least.
Quiet Time (open)
"Can you please try to be quiet."
I looked to the girl next to me,
aw dangit I had sat next to a Slytherin girl. just my luck. I pulled out my favorite book from my bag, A princesses journey. It was about a cursed kingdom that had been tucked away and was in horrible condition. So a princess from a near by kingdom decides to go and try to save it. I'm a sucker for fantasy books. As I read I tried to ignore the fact I was sitting next to a Slytherin girl. Though soon a small memory popped into my head from when I was about 5 or 6. It was my dad and I talking.

"Hey dad?"
"Yes Max?"
"What happens if I got put in Slytherin, would you be mad at me, you know because it's the "bad" house."
"ha, no max, Slytherin isn't the bad house. Many good wizards and witches have come out of that house. You know your uncle Thomas right?"
"Yes! He is very nice! He brings me sweets!"
"Well he was a Slytherin and do you think he is a bad person?"
"Huh. He's not! So that means Slytherin's arn't bad?"
"Yes, yes it dose Max, maybe one day you'll have a Slytherin friend!"
"yeah! maybe I will."


I took a deep breath and looked at the girl.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm Maxwell by the way."

Woo! let's do this!