She isn't a Ravenclaw, but she loves knowledge and learning knew things. You'd almost say that she's half Ravenclaw and half Hufflepuff.
The shevles at the back were silent, no one looked at them much. She went to the last shelf, the thick books were covered in dust. Some were about stories while others were informational. No one read books for fun these days. The library is grand, so much information around everyone and yet...
She took a book, a thick, sturdy, brown one and blew the dust off of it. She started reading.
Emily read six, heavy books in 5 hours.
Is it possible? Well, she did it didn't she.
Even though she blew the dust off, she could still see how not many people have read these books. Even though not many people were at the shelves, the stories these books had to tell were beyond words, she was quite happy to be on of the few being able to read them.
She sometimes loved talking about the characters to someone who knows the book as much as her. It's fun to talk about the backgrounds and sometimes make fantasy versions and joked out of them.
As Emily was going to get a book from the top shelf, she heard footsteps, making her stuble and almost drop the book. Almost. She embarrassingly tried to cool down her red face as she nervously looked around at who would come this far into the library.
If I can’t make people happy by my own self, then I’ll reach they’re expectation. Because to reach other’s happiness is a sacrifice on one’s self.