Creating One's Own World (Open)

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Quade went to the library for two reasons. One was to read, and he did this quite often. The other reason was to work on whatever story he was writing. Quade was certainly not one to avoid being around people. He had many friends. But he did enjoy his quiet time now and then, and the quiet of the library helped him focus on his story ideas.

Being from a Muggle home, Quade became a fan of science fiction. He was working on a story about distant planets, strange beings, and of course epic space battles. He wondered how many of his friends had seen classics like Star Wars and Star Trek on Muggle Tele. He wondered what some of them who were never exposed to what the Muggles viewed as fiction would react to his stories. For now, Quade wondered if should he ever become an author, would he want to be well known in the Muggle world. Magical world? Both maybe? Quade chuckled at the last thought as he continued to write.

[JACQUES 'JAKE' MATHIEU MARTIN]

scanning through spines of the book jake was having a hard time finding what he was after. he studied each of the titles of the bokos for a few seconds, not seeing the name he was after jump out at him and he sighed a little. rubbing the back of his neck he dropped his head against the shelf of the book case and took a mental break. he wasn't made for study. honestly he wasn't the biggest fan of working with books. shaking his head a little he stood up, his mind on other things as he made to turn around and walk out of the library.

if only he'd been paying attention. then he wouldn't have been as blindsided as he was. it seemed to be happening a lot at this school. peeves had taken a liking to tormenting him, he'd tripped down and up on occarion on most of the stair cases he'd had to travel on, fallen off a broom and almost slipped off the bridge that connected the main part of the school to the grounds. fair to say this school was making him clumsy for some reason. he'd never had trouble at his old school. and now here he was again, having tripped over a chair and knocking it over, he was sprawled on the floor, sending the books he was holding in one of his arms flying, again. that was the second time that had happened. mentally he cursed, imagining picking up all the bits of paper that had flown everywhere and having to put them all back in order. he muttered something about himself being a clutz in french as he sat up, rubbed his shoulder a little and reached to grab some of the books, honestly hoping the older student that was sitting at the table next to where he had fallen had been too engrossed in his book to notice jake's clumsy.

@quade

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Quade didn't really notice the other student until the books went flying. He turned casually though as opposed to jerking around in surprise. He saw the student picking up the books and stepped over to help him.

"You alright?" he asked in a friendly manner as to not embarrass the boy he now recognized from his House. "The library tends to be a pretty closed in place. Easy to bump into people or trip over things." He hoped he was helping there. "I'm Quade. I've seen you around the Common Room."

A part of Quade wanted to get back to his story, and another part reminded him of one of the key traits of being a Hufflepuff- loyalty. When a friend or Housemate was down, you were there to help pick him or her back up. These boy just had an embarrassing moment, and Quade could forget his story for the time being to help him feel better.

JACQUES 'JAKE' MATHIEU MARTIN