With that thought in mind, the first year decided that she would take her very first trek to the Hogwarts library. She hadn't even been there for a couple months, and she had spent most of the beginning of her time here holed up in her dorm. Amelia had grown up as quite an introverted child, very reserved. It never bothered her much, though, and she never really thought about her lack of friends or social interaction. The brunette was much happier exploring the outdoors, or her parents estate. Sitting around the fire and reading a book, or practicing her magic. Though over time here at school she had realized how many friends the rest of the students have, and how they still flourished within their academics. She didn't try to think about it too hard, though, and brushed the thought away as she arrived at the double wooden doors of the library.
Ms. Lovell's excitement level increased as she grabbed the knobs with pale hands, expecting the doors to be on the heavier side. It opened with ease, though, and what was inside made Amelia's big, brown eyes grow wider than she felt they ever had before. There were hundreds of narrow rows, filled with what looked like millions of books to the eleven year old girl. The smell of novels, old and new, and that comfortable "library smell" no one could quite explain, filled her nose. She couldn't help but feel a smile tug at the corners of her lips. Walking a few more feet into the huge area, the Ravenclaw couldn't help but feel instantly at home, yet overwhelmed all at once. In the middle of the corridor were wooden tables filled with students, studying and whispering amongst themselves. Looking around, Amelia suddenly felt alone, not knowing where to begin with so much to look at.