The magic door opened and he walked out of the Room of Requirement. Holden was going to make his way back to the library to get another book to read. After finishing Grimm's Complete Fairy Tales and returning it back to his sister Mórrígan he had gone to the library. He had just finished the novel The Jungle and wanted to get another book to occupy his time with. As far as Holden was concerned you could never read too many books and when you were a vampire and couldn't sleep a wink that's all you could really do while people slept. To be honest he was quite bored with reading, but what else could he do? Holden needed to find a new hobby as far as he was concerned. He just wanted something to do that was rather interesting and not the same old thing. Days that were repetitive annoyed him and he tried to make everyday different from the last. Sometimes it did not work as planned, but he couldn't control his days for the most part.

His left hand went into his pocket while his right held the novel. It was so early in the morning so he didn't see anyone out and about. In another good hour or so the school would be crawling with early risers. A sigh came from his lips as he began making his way toward the stairs to go down into the Entrance Hall. Holden was taking his time as he walked toward the library. There was all the time in the world to get there and get back to the Room of Requirement or he would just go back to the common room to read. That's where he should have gone in the first place - the common room, but he hadn't thought of it until he had gotten into the Room of Requirement. Footsteps were silent as he began making his way down the stone steps. Holden began chewing on the inside of his lip out of boredom. I need to see what Mórg is up to. We really haven't been talking at all and we need to hang out. Maybe I'll just put her into headlock until she comes to her senses.

Bored with taking the stairs Holden jumped the last eight and landed on his feet perfectly. He then began walking casually toward the hallway which would take him to the library. Already he could feel and smell blood bounding through someone's veins. Might be another prefect, he thought to himself. Were prefects even still going about with their rounds at this hour? Not sure himself and not really caring he continued his way. At the library doors he walked in using his left hand to open the door. It was a bit weird opening the door since he had to use his foot to keep it opened so he could walk in. The heart beat was louder now and it was kind of bothering him a bit. Who would want to be at the library at his hour? Well I am in here at this hour so I just answered my own question. Shaking his head at his own stupidity he closed the door behind him and began walking to where he got the book from in the first place. Now what book am I going to get?

As he looked around the library for another book he also was looking for whoever was in the library. Hearing a stumble he looked up like prairie dog from a hole. His eyebrow raised and he began walking to where ever the sound came from. Holden's brown eyes darted back and forth around the aisles as he walked. The book he wanted was far from his mind now that he was thinking about who was making all the racket. Pale hands went back into his pockets as he continued his search. That's when he noticed a girl lying on the floor with a chair knocked to the side near a table. "Are you having fun reading on the floor?" To him it was rather disgusting laying on the floor at this school. People with their shoes on top of it getting dirt everywhere. Proper gross if you asked him. "I'm sure you would get much better lighting if you went over to a table and lit the candle." He looked down at the book the girl was reading and read the title The Beauty and the Beast. I used to watch that movie all the time when I was a kid. Remember Mum telling me I liked Gaston. Of course the Masen liked all the villains in movies. They were rightfully the best in any story.

- muse: blood on my hands -- the used.
- notes: this gave me my muse back. :3
- outfit: oh my brody.
- tag: mercy swithin.
- word count: seven-hundred and eighty-eight.

His eyebrow raised as the girl told him it was no concern of his what she was doing. "I have every right to be concerned. That's my job is to make sure no snob is up to something stupid," he snapped. As he looked at the girl he put his hands into his pockets. Holden was daring her to try to pull some crap on him because he would end it. Usually never did he get smart with people out of bounds unless they were acting like this girl right here. She had some attitude and he didn't like it one bit. The girl turned her back to him and it took all he could not to grab a book and throw it at her. Her scent didn't bother him too bad since he was used to it. His room mates were werewolves and he was accustomed to the way their scent was. When he thought she was she was going to ignore him she began talking again sending his blood boiling. Taking a big breath he held it and pinched the bridge of his nose trying to calm down his temper before he lashed out at her and did something he regretted.

"Does my being here bother you?" Oh please say yes. I beg you to say yes. Holden continued to stare at her and he could feel loathing toward the female. "Well I guess you're just S.O.L. aren't you? I can be here if I want to be." He had a badge that said he could be where he wanted when he wanted. Now normally he didn't abuse his power as Prefect nor let it get to his head, but on this occasion if it irritated the girl then he was going to abuse it. Anything that would get on this girl's last nerve he was going to do it until she blew up. Holden leaned against the shelf and put his feet down as though he was planting them. "You're the one that should leave since you're out of bounds. They give out detentions for that." Never had he gave someone a detention besides Katerina Peck because she irritated the crap out of him. His head turned away from the girl and began speaking again. "So? Does it look like I really care if my presence annoys you? Well if I'm bothering you so badly then you leave."

"I'm not trying to kick you out or anything, since I'm pretty sure I can't rightfully do so, but well, this is the first time I've been able to read an actual book. It sounds weird, but it's really true, I mean I'm not stupid or anything I just wasn't allowed to back home."

"You're pretty damn right you can't," he said with a sneer. She had no chance against him at all. Holden didn't care if this was her first time seeing a book in her life. There was no reason for her to have an attitude and to talk to him like that. A sigh came from his lips and he turned away from her not wanting to be near her. Her presence just makes him sick to his stomach. People like that really needed a kick in the pants. Someone was going to have to put her back in her place before someone threw a punch at her, or a book in Holden's situation. He shook his head and walked over to another aisle far way from the stuck up werewolf. Holden picked up a book called House of Leaves and began looking at the summary to see what it was about. Seems rather interesting, he thought to himself as he closed the book and sat it down on the counter. It wouldn't take him long to finish the novel so he was going to get another one to read once he was done with House of Leaves.

When he couldn't find another book on the shelves he began looking on more shelves. At one time he thought about memorizing all the titles on the shelves for the hell of it. It wouldn't take him much to memorize everything since he had extraordinary memory skills. Holden could read a book once and memorize everything he needed to. That's why he didn't read books more than once usually unless he was very bored with his life. What I need to do is start getting my Astronomy books during the break. No one will be at the book store and no long lines. Might go past Miss Barrington's room to see what I'll need. It's going to be so weird not having the same classes with everyone else. Hopefully I'll have a class with Asahria and Scarlett. The only class he would be taking this next term coming up would be Astronomy, and only because Constance was one good looking professor if you asked the boys in the house of Sournois. He put his hand into his right pocket and sighed.

- muse: i'm trying to get it back.
- notes: sorry this was a crappy post.
- outfit: oh my brody.
- tag: mercy swithin.
- word count: eight-hundred and thirty-three.

As he held House of Leaves in his left hand he walked over to another book aisle about history. Never had he taken History of Magic since he thought it would be way too boring and he didn't want to put up with it. The only class that had ever caught his attention was Dark Arts. Anyone who knew what Constance Barrington looked like would take Astronomy as well - that's why mostly boys were in her class. Holden didn't like Astronomy personally since knowing about galaxies and all that jazz would never do him any good. It wasn't going to affect his life anytime soon so he wasn't too bothered by it. His brown eyes darted from title to title as he looked at the novels seeing what looked interesting to read. Even though he thought History of Magic was boring he was willing to give these books a shot. Maybe if one or two were interesting enough he would read more about it. Growing up in a Muggle home and not knowing his grandmother was magical left him in the dark and it had been hard going to school here until he got used to everything.

He sat House of Leaves on a table as he picked up Beauxbatons, A History. Even though he knew a lot of history about Beauxbatons already it wouldn't hurt to learn some more. You could never learn too much about your school. Beauxbatons, A History was sat on top of the other book he was going to read as he looked at the other titles. The Sournois pulled his right hand out of his pocket and he picked up another book about the first wizards and witches. He leaned against the table and began looking through the first chapter of the book. The scent of the werewolf meant she was still in the library and it didn't bother him. She could be in here too as long as she didn't start any crap with him or anything else. A sigh passed through his lips as he skimmed over the book. Holden rubbed the side of his face as he thought, Eh. This book is alright. Not too interesting, but not too boring. I'll read it later on. Holden put the book back on the shelf and picked up another book about the history of some major wizard battles.

Finding the third book he was going to read he picked up all the books and began walking over toward the librarian's desk. He was going to write a note to her saying that he took three books out of the library. Holden looked at the titles and wrote them on a piece of parchment taken from the librarian's desk along with a quill. As long as she knew the library books weren't stolen he was sure the librarian would freak out. Once he was done he put the ink bottle on top of the parchment so it wouldn't roll up and it would stay in its place until she came in the morning to check on books. His hand went through his hair as he sat up and left the books on the desk. Holden was going to walk around the library a bit more to see if he could find any other interesting books before he left. Hands went into his pockets as he walked around the library. The werewolf was close by and he ignored her as he passed her on an aisle. Now they were on the same aisle again and he wasn't about to talk to her. Cold shoulder.

A sigh came from his lips as he became bored. The library was starting to get boring and he was about ready to go. He would just stay in the library to read for the time being then he would go back to the common room to find something else to do. Maybe he could talk Raff and Nathaniel into going out and doing something other than stay in the castle. Holden walked back over the the librarian's desk and picked up the books he was checking out and went over to a table to start reading. With his wand he lit the candle and opened up the book about wizard wars throughout the years. His hand went into his hair as he put his elbow on the table. Flipping to the first chapter he read the first war between wizards. All they ever cared about was blood lines didn't they? If Holden lived back in those days he would be in so much trouble. He had grown up in a Muggle household all his life until he was eighteen. Then he learned he was a wizard and went to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

- muse: eh. it's alright.
- notes: sorry if this sucked. idk what else to type.
- outfit: oh my brody.
- tag: mercy swithin.
- word count: seven-hundred and ninety-four.