OPEN. Who's jumping in?

[jamieebee]

The library was as silent and still, just like the thousands of books that sat lifelessly upon it's shelves. Nearly all of students were gone for the night. Even the librarian had a little note on her desk explaining that she was out for a light dinner and would return shortly. The only inhabitants of the dimly lit hall were the shadows that swept

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[gavinstrauss]

Gavin's lips curled lightly as he walked over, careful to be quiet enough not to frighten her just by the sound of the steps, but loud enough that she at least knew to expect him.

"So your stories of sleepless nights in the dormitory weren't just stories after all," he spoke as he approached, stopping at the last row nearest to her table.

[jamieebee]

Jamie's head shot up faster than a bludger with a bad disposition. She recognized him immediately-- Gavin --as the boy she'd sold her Sunday, too. Part of her felt a little disappointed he'd seen her crumpled in a book like he had.

"I wasn't sleeping," she was quick to defend herself, glancing up at a strand of blond hair that had somehow escaped her ponytail. She frowned, blowing a puff of air at it, "I'm just sort of frustrated over this book."

[gavinstrauss]

He gave a small laugh, whether at the errant hair or her instant claim against sleeping, he wasn't entirely sure.

"I'm surprised you can read at all in this dark," he commented, glancing around to take note of the few sources of light available, including her own lantern.

He leaned in after a moment, pretending to whisper some confidence to her. "It's actually a little late for the library. Probably keeping at least a half a dozen books awake."

[jamieebee]

A part of her didn't want to admit it, but Jamie couldn't ignore the way her lip had tugged upward at what he'd said. She glanced towards the shelves as if a few books would spring to life. Maybe one of them, old and cranky, would've scolded her for talking so loudly.

Wizarding School. Anything was possible. Jamie silently promised herself she'd keep her voice down.

"Well maybe the books shouldn't be sleeping while I'm trying to study," Jamie suggested, but closed the heavy leather cover anyway, "What are you doing here, anyway? It's late."