IT was the day after Eris Fawley had approached Katerina in the Great Hall, and to be quite honest, it was beautiful on top of that. The sky was void of any fluffy white clouds, and the sun was just reaching its peak in the sky. It had to be at least fifteen degrees outside, which was relatively warm for Scotland, and the castle must have had some sort of air conditioning or something because for once Katya wasn't unbearably hot. She walked quickly yet gracefully down the hallway, taking a right and then a quick left before she finally came into the library.
THIS was where Katya had told Eris to meet up with her. Rows upon rows of chestnut bookcases stood tall and stacked up to the high ceiling. They were full for the most part, only having gaps where students have plucked out a book to borrow for a small duration of time. Gold embellishments were on the top and bottom of swirly columns that were beside each bookshelf, and the windows that let in light were high up in the deeper parts of the area, though by the tables that people sat at, they were large and closer to the ground.
SHE didn't venture too far into the area, taking a seat at the closest unoccupied table. The wood was cold against her thighs - she had decided on wearing a flow-y black dress underneath a black cardigan with knee-high socks, not quite armour against cold furniture. She didn't bring anything with her, except for herself, what she was wearing, and the headband on her head. Which was actually kind of tight and uncomfortable. For the time being, she took it off, holding it in front of her on the table. She fiddled with the hairpiece between her two hands, pursing her lips as she thought over her plan.
THE abundance of old books produced a sweet aroma that only the pages of a book could hold. It comforted her in the way her father's hug would, made her feel at home. In her dad's office back in Russia, he had books upon books filled with all sorts of knowledge on potions. Katya personally couldn't quite understand everything in them yet, it was a little confusing, but she was determined to get a hang of it one day. She had actually stolen one of those books off of her father's bookshelf, and it hid underneath her mattress. It was the second piece to what she had asked Eris to retrieve for her.
HONESTLY, the whole ordeal these two girls were going through now was far too much. After all, if Katya just grew up and told her family what had happened, she would be fine. But of course she wouldn't, she had seen the way they treated people that weren't at least half-blood wizards or witches. Even worse for squibs. So what would that mean for Katya, if she actually came out and told them about it? Nothing good, she knew that for sure.
SNAPPING back to reality, Katya looked from her shiny white headband to the large doors of the library, purposefully avoiding looking at the librarian by their desk. When was this girl going to come? Was she running late for a reason? Lunch initiated in the Great Hall ten minutes ago. Was she bailing because she couldn't get the guts to snatch those potion ingredients? It would be a relief for Katya - less time suffering with intolerable, uncivilized people such as this girl. Of course, all of these thoughts she would keep to herself. Although she had bad thoughts on people and things, her honesty didn't quite show through a hundred percent.
Notes: This is really bad but I hope it's enough for you to play off of ):
Last edited by Olivia Blackburn on 26th July 2018, 5:34 pm, edited 4 times in total.
- In Noctem Animam Meam