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[Estelle Zaire]

"Où est ce livre..." Estelle murmured under her breath, scanning through the musty old books. She needed something on Divination--a subject that she seemed to be struggling in now. Which seemed rather odd for a Ravenclaw. Even more bizarre, a Ravenclaw got held back.

She had not as well as she would have liked on her final exams, her scores a tad bit lower than normal. Maybe because her head had been in the clouds a little too much. Especially with Ruki teaching Divination..

Slamming her head against the hard bookshelf, Estelle cursed under her breath. She was not supposed to be thinking that way -- especially about a teacher. It'd be the end of her, trying to get HIM out of her mind. Darn the teenage female hormones.

"..etour aux livres, Estelle.." She mumbled under her breath, as she moved her head away from the bookcase, rubbing a pinkish spot on her head. Why did bookshelves have to be so darn hard..?

[Bellatrix Jane Carter]

The usual signs of emptiness had filled the corridor, bring the eerie silence harder than ever, forcing the young Vampire to feel quite at home. Unnervingness was one thing she'd cherish, and thankfully enough, that is quite available with her. Her hand removed a dark strand of black hair from her face, placing it behind her ear before she glanced around the Library. Besides the usual scratching of quills, there was no other noise, excluding the normal shallow breath of Bellatrix.

Being crazy like a fool didn't make anything easier for her, as she glanced at the book she had had in hand. It had been qith her for nearly two weeks now, not intending on the least bit to return it back to the Library. She had gone too close with the book she could've sworn it will be a Horcrux of her, not that she needs a Horcrux. Sighing, she allowed her body to lean against a wall, debating on whether to return the book or keep it for good. She read it nearly ten thousand times, and probably memorized it like her name.

Shrugging these thoughts off, she noticed a familiar figure from quite a distance. Estelle. She had been with that girl in Beauxbatons, but everything was different back then. For starters, she hadn't been a vampire. Approaching her, she arched an eyebrow, as if wondering why in the world would she harm herself. Shrugging once again, she gave a small smile, and stated "Hello Estelle. Having trouble studying?" Seriously, sarcasm was dripping from every word she stated. A Ravenclaw would never have any trouble studying, probably the complete contrary of Bellatrix.

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