Letting Go - by grey-eyed-semicolon

Part 2

The Only Escape

The world of magic was new and strange, and she didn't know what to do. A new people, a new culture, a new way of living altogether, but she still had no new friends. It was similar to her – what was it, muggle – school in that respect.

Then again, it was probably partly her fault, since she was too shy to make friends.

She found herself slipping into the library more and more often, and she seemed to be reading a lot more than she had been before. Her lessons appeared to be the only thing, other than books, that she was interested in. She didn't give people a chance to make friends with her any more.

She wondered why she was reading so much, because she didn't believe that it was only because she was fascinated in the magical world. She shrugged to herself and then she realised.

Books were her only escape from this intimidating world.