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Who says libraries aren't for sleeping

Postby Michael Gunner » Wed Jun 02, 2010 3:30 pm

If you went to look in a corner deep in the depths of the library you will find a student with midlength black hair with a hoodie instead of his uniform, using the uniform as a pillow. If you walk up to him he will not notice becuase he is in a very deep sleep and despite the magical nature of the school it is not due to a sleeping potion, he just wanted to crash. Michael had tried to stay awake and read some background on his lessons but gave up after failing to read more than one paragaph of three different books. These books surronded his sleeping form.

The reason he is this deep in is not so much that the more intresting books are quite well hidden, it's more the fact that quite predictably there is alot less foot traffic, therefore less people to annoy or distract him, or wake him up. Sleep and distraction were always an option for Michael. So here he was until he either got locked in over night (he had done this before), got shouted at by a prefect or woke up of his own accord.
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Re: Who says libraries aren't for sleeping

Postby Llewellyn Buckingham » Fri Jun 18, 2010 8:48 pm

A well-known figure around Hogwarts, Llewellyn Buckingham's presence in the Library is never a welcome sight. The seventh year Gryffindor is better known for her drunken fist-fights (which leave many bloody faced opponents running away from her and to the infirmary) than her scholarly pursuits (which don't exist).

Today, a pleasantly drunk (and presumably lost) Llewellyn stumbles into the Library. Part of her is looking for Malcom, her full-blooded Irish 'boyfriend', but mostly she's looking for someone to hassle. She is very much the embodiment of an internet troll. As Llewellyn moves through the stacks a smirk grows on her face. A sleeping housemate of hers will be her victim of entertainment today.

With a grin, Llewellyn strolls up to the table where the dark haired gryffindor sits sleeping with surprising quietness. She looks around him for a few moments before her plan is formulated. With admirable care Llewellyn takes her time meticulously stacking a castle of books over the sleeping Michael. She feels like a master of architecture once she is complete, the pile of books is solid enough to last on a completely still table, but fragile enough that the entire construction will topple loudly to the floor when the sleeping Gryffindor makes even the slightest attempt to move.

A satisfied Llewellyn exits the Library. Unlike most bully-types, Llewellyn doesn't feel the need to stick around to see the end result of her efforts. She knows it will be loud and embarrassing and that Michael might get kicked out of the library, at least for the night. If it was especially successful Llewellyn will meet up with an annoyed housemate in the common room.
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Re: Who says libraries aren't for sleeping

Postby Michael Gunner » Sat Jun 19, 2010 3:41 pm

Michael remained asleep and unmoving for over an hour after the dastardly trap had been set. Unfortunatly he then twitched, causing Llewellyn's carefully constructed castle to come crashing down, mostly to Michael's bad luck, on his head. What followed was rather predictable, A large amount of swearing on his part, his removal from the library by several prefects, who seemed to materialize out of the shelves, and his subsequent wandering of the corridors deciding what to do now he was banned from his primary sleeping area for three days. After rubbing the small bump on the back of his head while continuing to walk around aimlessly Michael eventually decided to head out for a smoke presuming the castle wasn't locked up yet. He checked a hidden pocket and found a distinct lack of cigarette packet there.

Sighing, Michael began the trek up to gryffindor tower to get his cigarettes. It took him a little longer than most people to get to the tower, he always got confused by the stairs in the school. As he stepped through the portrait he went straight up to his room a grabbed a pack. He walked back down the stairs a scowl on his face thanks to the idea of walking all the way back to the grounds.
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