make it shine // open

[harley]

Harlequinn had been been in the art room finishing a painting before she had to go to the great hall to eat. She was very excited about the homework assignment she had received in her elective. Normally Harley could care less about her homework, but being creative was hardly a task. She had always been an artsy girl, even since she could remember. She didn't remember most of her childhood, but she had a portfolio of her drawing, and some paintings that brought together a couple possibilities, toward the answers of her past. After the class was dismissed she made her way to the Great hall.

Harley sat with her normal group of friends and chatted, about the days events. She didn't have too many females friends, but when the few she had wanted to gossip she participated. Harley was hardly girly, but she could play it off now and again. She enjoyed her dinner, and decided she'd head to the library to have a quiet atmosphere to do her art project. After breaking from the great hall she made her way to the library. Harley was rarely seen in this setting, because she was a free spirit, and didn't like to be in the solitude of silence. Often the librarian would scold her for being loud. Despite that she had a mission, and she entered the room taking a seat. She removed her sketch pad from her messenger bag, and set it up on the table.

As she brought her pencil to the paper she envisioned what she wanted to appear on the paper. It would take a little more muse to get this drawing done. What better way to trigger a thought then with a dose of sugar. Harley reached into her bag and pulled out a chocolate frog. She carefully opened it looking at the card and smiled. Before she knew it the frog leaped into the air and began to escape. "Oh not this time, you don't, Mister." Harley muttered as she started to chase it around the library, as quietly as possible. She began to get flustered, and tried to corner the charmed frog. When she missed it she ran, not paying attention to who was around her she dove on the floor griping the frog. "You were a tricky one!" She said feeling a presence. She looked up and saw someone sitting, she had been laying down on her stomach with the frog griped in her hands. Instantly her cheeks flushed a pink color, in embarrassment from her display. "He had it out for me the little prat." She said in her defense with a sheepish grin. She got up on her knees and cocked her head cutely. "I'm Harlequinn, but you can call me Harley." She said with a welcoming grin, as she extended her tiny hand. She didn't know this person. But there was always time to make new friends, she just hoped she wasn't intruding on anyone's space.

[EMMA*]

The library is generally quite. There were a few homework doers in their tables, one or two in the shelves, on a quest for the right book, and the librarian, giving every student a scolding look for simply being there. I sit alone at a table, a mountain of books in front of me. Several are propped open on each other. I read. I read from page to page. Then I turn my head towards another book and read from that one. It is a serious process, and very efficient for taking in several pieces of information from different sources, on the same subject. This happened to be Water Demons. It was a little side-project I was doing. Not for grades, but for personal reasons. Another faze, as I call it. Animals, or creatures, different one every month. "The Kappa is a Japanese water demon that inhabits shallow ponds and rivers. Often said to look like a monkey with fish scales instead of fur..." I read my great-grandfather's words easily, as I have read them before, and quickly jot down a quick note on my parchment with a scratch of my quill. My train of thought is then abruptly broken with the entrance of another. She goes and sits with the girls in the corner. I don't exactly recognize her, but I may have seen her around. But hey, I see everyone around.

I go back to work, reading and jotting, but it isn't long before I am interrupted once again by the girl. For only a moment, she scratched something on a paper, and restlessly opened her back to retrieve something. I turned back to my books, and in an attempt to ignore her, tuned her out and focused on my work. Before I knew it, she was running around the library. Chasing something of course. She was appearing to remain quite, but failed quite miserably. She leaped around chasing the thing, as it scurried away from her in leaps of glory. The frog turned to me, and she dove for it, flying across the room, landing on top of the frog. Only a moment, time seemed to stop, as she and I both realized that she had landed practically on my toes. Her face turned beat red, and managed to crack a smile that reminded me of a 1st year getting trouble from a 7th year Slytherin, or a professor. This girl wasn't a Slytherin or a 1st year. She was a Gryffindor, and was roughly my age, fifth year, or sixth. My guess was six, since I never saw her in my classes that I shared with Gryffindor, and she didn't look old enough to be graduating.

"He had it out for me, the little prat." She said in her defense. All I could do was give one of those ridiculous smiles that makes your eyes pop from trying not to burst out in laughter. She smiled the same smile as before, and clambered to her knees, and with a slight turn of her head, batting her eyelashes, she said sweetly, "I'm Harlequinn, but you can call me Harley." she tehn reached out her little, feminine hand, and smiled, this time with more confidence and calmness.
"I'm Lysander. Lysander Scamander. But you can call me Lysander." I give her a humorous smile and shake her hand, firmly, as if doing business. Harlequinn, that's a peculiar name. But my name is Lysander, so I shouldn't even start. I liked it, uniqueness is nice. Oddness is enjoyable. She looked totally opposite of me. Dark hair, dark eyes, darker complexion. I look like an albino, with my hair and skin, but my blues eyes separate me from that class. She looked nice. She was reasonably pretty, but the outside can say nothing.

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