First Time Meeting ((Sapphire))

[will]

William stopped his stroll around the castle as the Great Hall caught his attention. It was becoming ready for the Halloween Ball that was approaching quickly. Will hadn't even begun to think of what he was going to wear or even...who he was going with. There were many people he would enjoy asking, but at the moment, he wasn't exactly crazy about anyone he had met so far. Will smiled softly to himself, knowing he would find someone to go with, since his obvious charm would shine through some time. He just wasn't sure yet if it was a charm everyone liked. Then again, when did William care what others thought about him? Never! He let that silly grin cross his face once more. Continuing on his way to the Common Room - which had been his original destination - he thought over his small dilemma in his head, still not thinking it a good idea to ask anyone just yet.

The Common room was virtually empty when Will entered. He took one look around before giving a small shrug and settling in the nearest armchair, resting in it with his head laid back. His long brown hair fell into his eyes, making him feel nearly asleep in the comfortable armchair. William smiled and closed his eyes against the sun, which was falling onto his face in great abundance. Will opened one eyes out of irritation - if he had wanted sunlight he would be outside right now. A creak echoed in a room above him, making Will raise his eyes toward the source of the noise. It was apparently coming from the girls' dorm. He looked up, wondering who could possibly still be in the Common room on such a day beside himself, before picking up a book on the table and flipping through it, occasionally looking through the pages of the book.

((Sorry, a little short but I couldn't think of anything else to start off with. ))

[Sapphire Phoenix R7]

The light shining through the windows of the fifth year Ravenclaw girls' dormitory was white and pure, and Sapphire Phoenix was enjoying its quality. It wasn't warming her at all - it didn't have much heat coming through with it, but that was fine. She liked it that way - just light and nothing out. Sapphire stretched back on her bed, leaning over to look at the small blue-faced clock which stood modestly on her bedside table. It was the mid-afternoon by now. Time to stop reading her book and get some work done. Her book, while thoroughly enjoyable and very masterful at drawing her into the plot, wasn't managing to finish off that piece of Transfiguration homework.

Her piece of parchment in one hand, along with several pots of coloured ink, a quill and her wand, she made her way down to the Common Room. It was rather empty - the only other inhabitants a couple of second years doing their homework quietly in one corner and a boy she was fairly sure was in the year above her sitting on one of the chairs in the circle of chairs around the coffee table she usually took up her place at. She took up a seat opposite him, the only acknowledgment of his presence she made a quick smile to him, since he was evidently trying to at least look busy and studious and if that was the impression he wanted to give she wouldn't be the one to disturb him.

The sun was shining onto one side of her face rather brightly and Sapphire flicked her wand, the blind falling half closed with a small jerk, blocking the sun from her eyes so that she could see the work she was trying to do. Not the neatest control she'd ever displayed of them, but today she wasn't in the mood for complete perfection and hadn't felt the effort was worth it. She set the materials she had brought with her down on the coffee table (save for her wand, since she always kept that with her, it being the useful thing it was) and made her way back up to her dormitory to fetch her clipboard to rest on. Her blue mug with white swirls round the edge and medium-sized blue circles dotted around it came down with her too. That filled with frothy conjured hot chocolate and her parchment set up on the clipboard, she dipped her pen into the medium-hued blue ink and wrote her full name. She drew a small phoenix inside the 'o' of her surname, its plumage red, yellow and brown. On an impulse she tapped it with her wand, and the colours took on a shine which was golden if you looked at them in one way, and their original colour in a different way. She looked at it with satisfaction, and then applied black ink liberally over the entire design.

Looking up, Sapphire arched an eyebrow slightly at the older Ravenclaw boy who was flicking through a book. Whether his intention was to blend in and look inconspicuous or get someone's attention, it certainly didn't appear to be to engage in serious study. He had succeeded in provoking mild irritation from her, however; his casual style of turning the pages making a noise that was in her opinion unpleasant (she far preferring the quiet turning of a page at a time that earnest reading entailed). Picking up her wand and pondering the piece of paper for a moment, she decided upon giving him some other occupation that would torment her less, and raised her eyes so that she was regarding her fellow Ravenclaw directly.
"You won't do that book justice unless you deign to read it properly," she said, a mixture of coolness and humour in her voice, which combined so as to make her not sound too unfriendly or interfering. She glanced quickly at the book itself, before asking fairly lightly, "Which book is so unfortunate as to be the object of such fleeting interest at any rate?"

((Sorry for the delay. Though I did at least warn you that I'm not the quickest nor most reliable of posters. ))

[will]

((Oh, don't worry about the late reply. I'm full of a few myself also. ))

The book was somewhat interesting, the farther Will flipped through it. He was most excited when the pictures appeared. Dragons. Very detailed pictures they were. William smiled and traced the expertly drawn dragon. The book was clearly about dragons and their history. William didn't mind dragons; they were animals after all. He always had a soft spot for animals, horses most of all. With a grin, William continued to thumb through the pages, stopping here and there at an interesting passage or another vivid picture. It was so amazing how well the illustrator could bring to life real dragons. He must've seen them in his life time.

Footsteps came down the steps and William paused to look up. A girl a year or so younger then himself had come to sit down in the common room, bringing down something else as well. William gave her a grin but didn't greet her in any way. He bent his head back toward the book, reading a passage about dragons and why they were never seen anymore. It was rather obvious, but William thought it would be great to see dragons in real life. He knew they could be found in different countries, out far away from civilization. William turned back toward the front of the book to see the pictures once more. They were so...lively!

A female voice cut through the air. William looked up, surprised, to see the girl that had come down a few moments ago. He grinned as she asked him a few questions that some would consider rude while others would consider amusing. William just smiled. "I will do the book justice sometime soon, I assure you. I'm just taking conclusions by flipping through the book. It's just my way of finding the quality of such a large book. I wouldn't want to read something I didn't like, now would I?" William tilted his head to the side, resting on the arm of the chair. "As for what book, it's 'Dragon History.'" William passed her the book so she could see for herself. "There's some very wonderful pictures on page eighteen to thirty, if you like visual things."

[Sapphire Phoenix R7]

((Okay, this is a really bad post, but I didn't want to keep you waiting any longer. I'm really, really sorry.))

Sapphire smiled at the boy, relieving him gently of the book and turning to the pages he had mentioned in order to find out what constituted 'wonderful' pictures. She peered at them in order to appreciate all of their detail. They were indeed very good. The dragons were extremely lifelike; merely in miniature. As one let out a mouthful of flames at her, Sapphire closed the book with a small snap, opening it to the contents page instead so that she could have a look at the book.
"Good books progress so that you build up knowledge as you go along which allows you to appreciate later sections more, but also every chapter can stand on its own and be enjoyable or informative without confusing you." Sapphire turned to a chapter describing sanctions made on dragon breeders and read through a couple of pages before handing it back to the boy.

"Not bad. Would be nice if the pictures were throughout the book since they’re so good. But there are times when you have to read things you don't like. Textbooks for certain subjects for example. If there are any subjects you don't like." Sapphire pondered for a moment, trying to think of an example to illustrate her meaning, picking up the piece of paper with her name written on it that she had doused in black ink. "Evanesco Difusto," she commanded. The black ink largely disappeared, save for a few spots and over the picture of the phoenix where it didn't seem to come off very easily. She glared at the ink spots and sipped her hot chocolate. Perhaps it didn't come off very well on ink you'd used magic on. Another two tries and the ink had come off completely. Well... maybe it hadn't quite come off the phoenix but the previous sheen was back. She smiled at the other Ravenclaw, looking up again from her work. "Much as I'm loath to admit it, I believe some people don’t find the History of Magic textbook we use particularly thrilling. But yet it’s necessary to read that if you want to do well. For all purposes of general reading, yes of course you should read what you find interesting. I personally wouldn’t pick out a book on dragons." Sapphire applied some more black ink to the piece of paper and sat allowing it to soak in properly, sipping at her hot chocolate leisurely.
"Now a book on which noises to avoid making if you want to prevent irate females might not be a bad thing," she mused lightly, giving him a small smile before turning her attention back to the ink she'd spread over her piece of paper. She was able to concentrate properly without the sound of pages being flicked through at far too fast a pace.

[will]

Will watched the girl leaf through the pages. He obviously wasn't about to protest, as Will had a strange phobia on people looking at his books. It just made him uncomfortable, maybe that was it. Many people (Ravens especially) considered books a good way to judge people. Will didn't see why not. After all, books were wonderful things, and couldn't the reader be judged by what they are reading, since they did pick it out? William just didn't like it when he was the one being judged, that's all. And who knew if this girl was someone like that? Obviously Will was getting worked up over nothing. Nothing at all. With a smile, he took the book back from the girl when she was finished. "Yes, books are very knowledge centered things. I believe half my knowledge of the world when I was younger came from books, and the other half from common sense." Will shrugged. "I don't much prefer books that are only about one thing. Unless it is a large subject, the words often like to repeat themselves, and then you end up asking why you read it in the first place. No, I like books that are on one major field with many different topics. But I agree with your saying. Every chapter can hold something different for you, and each one deserves to be looked at thoroughly. If that was what you were saying in the first place, that is.

"Subjects I don't like?" Will thought about it for a bit, surprised that nothing came to mind. How often did he complain about them? Almost every day. "I'd have to say History of Magic. You must understand my thinking on this - with Binns and everything." Will stopped, thinking that the rest was clear enough for the girl to catch on to. She seemed rather clever, and Will didn't want to seem the fool explaining everything he said. It was then that he noticed the girl was doing something. He had seen her bringing down something, but his attention had been elsewhere. Without comments, he watched with a passive face as she worked charms on the thing. She then spoke about History of Magic again. "The textbooks? Personally, they aren't my favorite, but like you said, I deal. Since they're so important, it's worth reading them, like or no." Will fingered the binding of the book, running his finger up and down the spine. "Not a book on dragons, eh? To each his own, I suppose. Or her." William looked down at the book in his hands and then back at the girl. "I prefer books on animals more then any textbook or informational book. That may just be because of an obsession I currently have but... I just can't stay away from them. And that may be an understatement." Will grinned and did that little shrug again.

"A book like that might just give me some advice in which I find myself in a situation like this." Will commented, pretending to be annoyed. "Anyway, nothing is worse then an irritated girl, that lesson has been taught already, except not by books. I think that was more of a common sense lesson." Will grinned at the girl once more. Will could hardly stay serious during a conversation; his lips always turned upward and he was always longing for some light people around. If no one was, or even if there was someone - Will would become so floppy acting, he wouldn't suppress just another grin. Just another smile. After all, those could never be abused. "Oh, wow. Sorry, but I think I've forgotten my manners. I'm William Senetta, a sixth year. I'm afraid I don't know your name....? And while I'm at it, do you mind if I ask what you're doing?"