The library was a place of silence and that's how I liked it. It made it a fantastic place to take naps (I mean… study). The problem was that there were always those people who didn't obey the library rules and talked incessantly and loudly. Which bugged me.
Today I set down my stuff in a far corner of the library, wanting to be alone to sleep (I mean study). A couple of other people had drifted over by the table I was sitting. And they started blabbing away.
I lifted my head from my arms (where I had been studying avidly) and said to them in my nicest (read: rudest) tone of voice:
"Oi, silence is golden. So shut up."
They looked rather affronted, but they headed off to a different part of the library.
Good, now I can sleep in peace. I laid my head back down and closed my eyes. And then someone plopped their books down next to me (loudly) and said (also loudly):
"Hi, Scamander!"
I answered something really intelligent along the lines of "Mmphh…" and tried to go back to sleep.
But they would have none of it.
"Come on Lysander, rise and shine!"
I lifted my head once more to find Dominique grinning at me.
"What do you want?" I whined. I was tired, don't judge me.
"The library isn't the place to be taking a nap."
"It is for me."
"You should be studying for that charms test we have tomorrow."
"I can use my time however I want to. And I want to sleep."
"Then sleep in your dorm room."
"Did you come over here just to bug me about napping in the library?" I was not amused.
"Nope." She said.
"Then why did you come over?"
"To bug you in general."
Gee, thanks. I laid my head back on the table and tried to ignore her.
"Lysander." Something in her voice had changed.
I looked up again, "What?" it came out short and irritable.
Dominique didn't say another word, and then her lips met mine.
There was a moment of shock before I realized what was happening… and I also realized that I liked it.
I kissed her back and she tangled her fingers in my hair. She pulled me backwards onto the floor.
The moment was over too quickly it seemed. Dominique pulled away and laid next to me on the library floor. Neither of us said anything. There was silence between us. But silence is golden.