Ash ran his fingers along the spines of the books. He wasn't a studier by nature. His excuse for being here was to look up nasty hexes to practice on his sister. 'Looking up nasty hexes to use on anyone who crossed his sister' might have actually been nearer the truth. No one beat up his sister but him, unless they wanted to book a permanant hospital bed.
He pulled out a likely looking book from the shelf and began to flick through it, looking for something that sounded good. He stayed hovering in the aisle, as it was less public that the tables. He didn't want to actually be seen in a library. Even though Sorrie wasn't likely to be there. It would be bad enough being seen by anyone.
'Curses to restrict movement'. Now that sounded promising. Next time Sorrel was shoving him in that bratty way, he could just whip his wand out and stop her dead in her tracks. Well, that's what he would tell people anyway.
Now all he needed was a target. He doubted anyone would volunteer. Glancing around, he saw two tables pushed together. Tables had legs, and the leg locker curse was what he wanted to try. Plus they were two seperate tables, so it would be easy to see if his spell had been effective.
"Locomotor mortis!" he cast, aiming at the legs. He paused, as if expecting to be able to see the results. As the tables were't going to move and provide the answer, he slipped out of the shelter of the ailse, and over to them. He tugged. He was disappointed, as the legs came away from each other. Though at least it had felt a bit like pulling magnets appart. It seemed to have worked a little, at least...\n\n
Tori stepped around the isle she had been in. She saw a boy looking up spells and stayed to watch him. She noticed that he didn't look to comfortable being in the library. Tori saw the boy use a spell she had never heard before on a table. It looked like the table legs were supposed to stick together but the spell wasn't quite strong enough. "Wow that was a cool spell." Said Tori revealing herself to the boy. "What is it supposed to do? Can you teach it to me? Sorry if I ask to many questions I tend to ramble a lot, my names Tori Evans by the way whats yours?"\n\n
Aw geez. Not only had he attracted attention but it was that of a girl. Ok, Sorrie was a girl, and she was alright. Cool even. But Mariella was also a girl, and she really wasn't. And at the rate this one was gushing questions, she was the bad... well... gushy type of girl.
On the one hand, he could be rude and send her packing. It wasn't a desire not to get into trouble in his first week that stopped him. He didn't exactly care about that. The girl had called him cool. He liked that. Sorrie never said he was 'cool'. And he rather liked the little boost it gave to his ego. Plus wouldn't it irk Sorrel something dreadful if he had a girly girl fawning after him... Not as a friend. That'd just be annoying. But as someone he could use to annoy his twin whenever she got too big for her boots.
"Yeah, I know," he said, stretching and leaning back against the table. If he was going to be seen talking to a girl, he had to at least look nonchalant about it. "It's a leg locker curse. I'm going to use it on my sister and - fairly obviously - it locks someone's legs together. And I dunno... I've never tried to teach anyone anything." He shrugged. "The book's there, and I can't stop you looking at it," he said, nodding to where he'd left it on the table. "Though what I really could do with is a test subject," he said, with a genuinely cheeky, but friendly grin now (he was, after all, attempting to curse her - it was ok to smile). "I don't suppose you'd be interested?"
He was half joking. She may be a bit gushy, but that didn't always go hand in hand with stupidity. Of course, if she was gushy enough, and susceptible enough to his jet black hair, big blue eyes and obvious charm (gag) that she surrendered herself up to his cause... Well then, it was hardly his fault if someone so stupid was let out without their minder. \n\n
Sally laughed as she heard this conversation. SHe had been standing behind a bunch of bookshelves, and now she stepped out.
"YOu're Sorrel's twin, right?" she asked. "Anyway, I don't think anyone is going to really be that stupid. I'd recommend going and finding a really short first year. Not me though," she looked down at her petit frame,"But if you can't find one of them, go get one of the dummies from DADA.
"ANd, naturally, you could always have someone try the course on you, if you want to see how it looks in action. I volunteer. I'm Sally, by the way."\n\n