Many students had homes more than happy to see them home for the break between terms. They sat huddled up beside their moms, dads, sisters, dogs, and whatevers watching a family-friendly program on a family-friendly channel. Nothing about Daniel was "family-friendly," which is why he was here: sitting alone at his own table in the corner of the library.
He did not frequent here while classes were active, for there were too many students cramming for exams, gossiping about whichever cute girl or guy they'd talked to in class-- basically overcrowding the place ironically used for solace. The inescapable social aspect was the worst part about Hogwarts, for Daniel. There were people everywhere: in class, in the halls, in the rooms; there was no escaping a conversation. He always enjoyed a conversation, but never one for the sake of obligation. Being forced into one of those passing "Oh, hello, how are you" spills seemed so trivial to the more objectively-based boy. Slytheryn was definitely the house for him.
All of this was the reason why Daniel sat in that corner aforementioned, a book held to his face, and, with eyes gazing well above the top of the book, feeling oh so hypocritical. Was.... was Daniel feeling lonely? No, he wouldn't admit it, but he *had* become stir-crazy in this vacant evening of studying a subject he knew all too well: Charms. It provided comfort to Daniel to skim over information he already knew; it gave him a false sense of security in playing the equivalent of a published academic work. Still, even pride had limitations to entertainment-value.
"Classes need to start again, soon.... this is getting boring." whined the Slytheryn boy's thoughts as he noticed movement from across the way.
He did not frequent here while classes were active, for there were too many students cramming for exams, gossiping about whichever cute girl or guy they'd talked to in class-- basically overcrowding the place ironically used for solace. The inescapable social aspect was the worst part about Hogwarts, for Daniel. There were people everywhere: in class, in the halls, in the rooms; there was no escaping a conversation. He always enjoyed a conversation, but never one for the sake of obligation. Being forced into one of those passing "Oh, hello, how are you" spills seemed so trivial to the more objectively-based boy. Slytheryn was definitely the house for him.
All of this was the reason why Daniel sat in that corner aforementioned, a book held to his face, and, with eyes gazing well above the top of the book, feeling oh so hypocritical. Was.... was Daniel feeling lonely? No, he wouldn't admit it, but he *had* become stir-crazy in this vacant evening of studying a subject he knew all too well: Charms. It provided comfort to Daniel to skim over information he already knew; it gave him a false sense of security in playing the equivalent of a published academic work. Still, even pride had limitations to entertainment-value.
"Classes need to start again, soon.... this is getting boring." whined the Slytheryn boy's thoughts as he noticed movement from across the way.
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