Post by qu ndiaye on Aug 3, 2009 22:43:46 GMT
Qu fluttered through the library like a startled insect, inspecting each shelf quickly before moving on. Her mouth was set in a thin, determined frown. Why did the library have to be so difficult to navigate? The fifth year wasn't sure, and she was a little tired of running up and down the isles. Whatever system was in place to allow students to find books efficiently must have been beyond Qu's understanding, because she didn't seem to be using it.
"How am I supposed to practice this stuff if I can't even find a book on it?" she grumbled to herself, turning away from another row of texts. Her eyes, dark as her complexion, rolled with irritation. She was too embarassed to ask the Transfiguration teacher for help, and that included asking for the names of books she could use to study up. Seeing something that looked promising on a shelf a little too high to see, Qu placed the white umbrella she always carried on the floor and stood on her toes, trying to peer at the title.
"How am I supposed to practice this stuff if I can't even find a book on it?" she grumbled to herself, turning away from another row of texts. Her eyes, dark as her complexion, rolled with irritation. She was too embarassed to ask the Transfiguration teacher for help, and that included asking for the names of books she could use to study up. Seeing something that looked promising on a shelf a little too high to see, Qu placed the white umbrella she always carried on the floor and stood on her toes, trying to peer at the title.
