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Kimber Yates

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Finally they were back somewhere Kimber understood. The library was one of his favorite places, mostly because people couldn’t talk.
“The librarian’s name is Madam Carter and don’t waste her time with weird questions. She’s a valuable resource, use her as such.” Well don’t use her. Kimber wasn’t good with words. Who was letting him talk this much? Really he needed to have flashcards ready or something like that. Instead he was having to try to muddle his way through his and just hope for the best. It wouldn’t be too bad, right?
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Eww the smelly book place.

 

The only positive part was they were slowly creeping closer to Sir McRusty Rust, or whatever she had named him last year. While Kimber was talking about smart people stuff, Cordy focused on the important stuff, like trying to remember what portrait Sir Rust had a crush on. Cordy didn't quite understand hormones and love, but she was always there to help. Speaking of love, Cordy had never heard how Kimber and Elaine's date went, because Delia wouldn't let her spy. Rude.

 

"Kimber, do you have more cookies? And how's Elaine?" she spat out at the first available pause.

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His brow knitted together. What would constitute as a weird question? Talus made mental note to inquire with Madam Carter.

 

He was glad that the kitchen had been so close to the common room or else he would have never remembered how to get from point A to point B. It was a terrible shame that the castle didn't come with a map. The map would have to move with the stairwell, though. Magic made that possible, or so Talus presumed.

 

Talus grinned at Seeley. That was the only part of the tour where he didn't ramble on about something because it was a library. Libraries were meant to be quiet and the young wizard had never really learned how to whisper.

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Hadrian cringed at the sight of the library. Yeah, he liked to read a book every now and then, but he would never have much use for the library. Or, at least he didn't believe so. After all, he knows he would much rather other places to read, if he so chose, or to study—again, if he so chose...

 

Hadrian furrowed his brows at what the older student had said. To paraphrase, don't ask weird questions and use her as a valuable resource. Interesting.

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Yeah so this was really a lot of stairs to go up just to get to some books. Lydia distinctly hoped they were in search of someplace or something much cooler than textbooks. If were not obvious yet, Lydia was not a reader. She was only moderately a worker... how did she even get into Hufflepuff again? Oops.

 

The instant they were allowed to leave the library she moved to the front of the pack of students because she wanted AWAY from this place of learning and dust.

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Hormones be damned, there were books in the area.

His Achilles' heel if there ever was one, the boy had such a fondness for stories and storytelling that the very smell of the Library was filling him was a joy he felt only when visiting Elke's home and burying himself in the stacks with her father. "Blessed Merlin," he sighed, fingering a row of history texts before feeling himself wrenched out of the room by his more eager housemates, who were ready to make it to the end of all this.

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Rowan's skin crawled the second they stepped into the library. She was in no way excited about this place. If not for the remaining cookie crumbs in her robe, there would be nothing of any interest in this room at all. She rolled her eyes, sighed dramatically a few times, and then happily stomped out.

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