~I Always Thought That My Left Was My Strongest Side

Ames was searching the library eagerly, in hopes of finding what he was looking for. He passed through another row of books. He was in the right section. Smiling, he pulled out several different books. He didn't have any classes today, so he had all day to spend.

As he was about to go find a table to sit down, but another section caught his eye. It was dark, and felt eerie. Ames quickly pulled two books off the shelf then turned to go sit down.

He claimed a table near a great table in the back. He looked at the two books he had pulled off the shelf. Magick Moste Evile caught his eye. With wide eyes he opened the book and began reading curiously. He had always been interested in DADA, but had never really read just about the dark arts. The library began to almost disappear as became entralled in the book.

Ames looked up as he felt someone take a seat near him. It was a boy. He seemed really angry and irratated. Ames watched as he pulled out a book harshly and sat with it opened, but not reading it. Ames was distracted by the kid, and couldn't help but to interfere.

"Whoa, calm down," Ames spoke concerned, putting his book down. "What happened to you?"

Ames replied with a charming smile, "Ames Devereux. Ravenclaw, 7th year." Ames realized that the boy still seemed rather angry and irritated. "What exactly is Jamie?" Ames asked with curiousity. He didn't want to pry or force it out of the boy, so he tried to sound as friendly and casually as possible.

Ames laughed along with him. "Yeah, I've been there!" Ames said, remembering some of his previous relationships. He thought about Jamie Prophet for a moment. "I've seen Prophet around school," Ames continued. "I dont' know her that well, but she doesn't seem THAT bad. What's the deal with her?"

Ames listened as Eric ranted on. After the boy was finished, he began to speak, "I understand completely. Although, I've never stayed with someone for that long who I couldn't stand or who made me angry. You must have loved her to stay wiht her that long. Just saying, mate."

Ames smiled as Lux approached and offered a greeting, "Hey, Lux. HOw are you doing?" He watched as she took a seat before continuing. "Nothing really, just reading and talking."

He watched as a new boy approached as well. "Sure, take a seat!" He said cheerfully. "The name's Ames. Ames Devereux."

Kylar moved about the library, searching among the books. His fingers traced the bindings of the old writings, each touch feeling new. He admired the smell of the library, old parchment mixed with ink. Kylar then found a book whose title stood out to him. Understanding and Preforming Battle Magic. This should be helpful... Kylar thought to himself. He pulled the book out from and began to read it as he walked towards a table. He sat down as he was reading. He turned a page and it was then he realized he had sat down at a table full of Ravenclaws. "Oh sorry for interrupting..." Kylar said, looking around at the students.

"Hey, Kylar. Ames Devereux," Ames said to the new boy. He extended an arm as a greeting. Lux knew him and had stated his name. "So, how's life in red and gold?" Ames asked casually. He picked up the books he had been reading and began to flip through the pages while still paying attention to KYlar. He noticed Kylar's book and couldn't help but to ask, "That's an interesting topic, you chose. Are you trying to prepare for something?" Ames leaned slighly forward in his chair.