28. Nox

If her wand light wasn't enough to get them noticed, then her giggling was. Olympia tiptoed from the bookshelf to one of the desks and quickly slipped beneath it, sitting on the floor cross legged with her partner in crime. "It's in one of these," she trilled, pulling a modest stack across the floor.

"In one of those?" her friend questioned.

"Well I didn't think it'd actually be useful, now did I?" she replied defensively, giving her friend a nudge with her elbow. "C'mon, the sooner we start the quicker we'll be out of here."

"You're insane if you think I'm going to sit here and break curfew with you. I like my good standing, I like visiting town... and as much as I like your messed up rubbish, it's just not worth it."

"But you came anyway," Olympia replied, already flipping through one of the heavy tomes that was open on her lap. She scanned her wand over the page, letting the light illuminate its words.

They sat and worked quietly for some time, until there came a distinct sound of footsteps down the hall.

"Nox!" they cried out in unison.