Day Three

Prompt: Opened, Closed

George peered around the corner and then slipped silently down the corridor. He had told Fred he was going to get food from the kitchen to bring up to the common room, but he was nowhere near the kitchen. He glanced around nervously; he didn't want anyone to see him. His friends, and especially Fred, would laugh if they knew where he was going. He cursed himself again for not bringing the map. The map would have made this much quicker. He stopped in front of two large wooden doors and sighed as he pulled them open.

Quickly, but quietly, George made his way down one of the aisles. The smell of musty books filled his nostrils and the air felt very dry. He tried not to laugh out loud at the fact that he was in the library.

He turned to make his way down another aisle when he saw Capella at a table, piles of books around her. He stopped suddenly and darted behind a shelf. He had been looking for her every where when he realized he should have started in the library to begin with.

Capella was writing furiously on a long piece of parchment, her long side-swept bangs falling into her eyes. She reached up and brushed them back without stopping the seamless flow of words on the parchment. George smiled, he had noticed before how often she brushed those bangs out of her eyes. He didn't know why he had started paying more attention to Capella. She was feisty and smart-mouthed. She was a bloody Ravenclaw. But, she was cute. George hadn't realized until that very moment that he thought she was cute.

Capella reached for another book, closed the one in front of her, and opened the new one, all in one swift movement. George was strangely impressed, the only other time he had seen that much coordination was on the Quidditch pitch. She made the books look feather-weight as she closed another one and opened the one to her left.

George didn't know how long he stood there, watching her open and close dusty old books, but he figured he could have watched her all night long, if it wasn't for Fred waiting up in the common room for biscuits and milk.