Silence is Golden

[Casimir Djordjevic]

The first week at HNZ had come and past already. Casimir Djordjevic was amazed at how fast it was moving. Before he knew it, he'd be a Seventh Year graduating, with all the spells he could learn in his head, ready to start his own life and do his own things - the things he wanted to do. Things that he didn't have to talk to a 'counselor' about or whatever. Casimir was pretty sure it was his mother's idea to get him to go and 'talk' about his 'issues' and 'feelings', but it was his dad that made him do it. Casimir didn't often even feel things. He needed a push, something big to get a reaction even. A lot of the time it was anger, and though he got grumpy when time was wasted, he knew he had to go and speak to the stupid person to get his mother off his back. It was only a rat. He didn't see why she went so crazy about it.
Self Defensive Spellwork. That sounded like a handy book to have. Casimir didn't have a lot of homework to do, and his sister was off, Merlin knows where, and Casimir knew he had to go and do something or he'd go crazy. He hated his mind sitting idly, it needed to be working, to be thinking and discovering. So the brown haired boy strolled to the Library. He was planning on keeping his nose out of other people's business' for at least the next few years. Casimir knew that students had been expelled before, and he supposed that happened everywhere, but he wanted to get as much knowledge out of the school as possible before he entered the 'real world'. The young Ravenclaw wasn't entirely sure what he was going to do once he left, but he knew what he'd like to do. He supposed he could just control some muggle; get them to work and look after the house. But he still had seven years to think about it, and even then, he was sure his parents would let him stay at their place until he had figured it out. All he'd have to do is tell his mother he was having another break down or something and she'd let him stay as long as possible. Casimir was sure his mom would hate any of her children to end up in Azkaban, so she'd do anything to keep him off the streets.
Casimir grabbed the interesting looking book and found a seat. A quiet seat, away from the noise and other students. Even though Libraries were supposed to be quiet, with the amount of students in the school he was sure it wasn't going to be.

 

[Zared Katsaros-Styx]

It seemed to Zared that very little about the school was all that interesting, all of the school clubs seemed to centre around this idea of group activity, something that Zared wasn't exactly interested in, since his idea of hell was working with others on just about anything, he didn't mind spending time with Lestat, his only friend at the school so far and despite them being friends, it wasn't like Zared got himself involved in whatever Lestat was doing, he just let him do what he wanted and stood in the background, generally pretty bored and just waiting for Lestat to grow bored of whatever he was doing. To him the people targeted were just the most boring kind of people, just the worst, the ones who wouldn't defend themselves against them, the ones who didn't even seem to care to try and fight back, and though Zared never did anything he still thought them pathetic and that really they deserved what they got from his friend. With that said, considering that he only had one friend, and even with one friend, Zared got bored of spending time with him, and often needed to branch off and just do something himself, so far however he hadn't made any more friends or really spoken to anyone other than Lestat and at that, he was selective in his words, opting to just listen rather than saying things, which suited their friendship just fine, but wasn't exactly the best trait in a school.

Zared spent a lot of time not spent with his friend spent in the library, Zared wasn't the kind of guy who didn't work hard, he worked hard and best alone, so he often found himself in the library just trying to find something for him to do, walking amongst the shelves of the library, trying to find something to read that would actually interest him, which was pretty difficult for him to actually do, and he was left almost half looking for that girl from last time to annoy just because he couldn't find anything that interest him, and he was just bored and he couldn't find a book that he wanted to read, no matter the varying titles of the books in front of him. He was just brushing his gaze upon them, and just nothing stood out to him, nothing interested him, he wanted to tear the books in two, pull out the pages of the nearest book he could reach, to destroy all evidence of this library of the books within it, he pushed away his anger and just picked up the first book he could grab and found himself a seat in the quiet part of the library where only one other student was sitting, he took a seat far away from him, and then opened the book as he took a seat, pushing his chair far enough back so that he could prop his legs up onto the table as he rest the book upon his legs and began reading, the book appeared to be some book about dementors but he didn't even care, the young slytherin was just reading for something to do, and once he was settled he would keep reading until he reached the end.
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