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sweetpinkpixie · 09-11-2021, 02:15 PM

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Originally Posted by NiallNIP

Skirts. An article of clothing that Quinn had always been interested in wearing. He was able to have one of his old Muggle school friends (and by one of he meant only), Marianna, smuggle him some before he got on the Hogwarts Express, so now he would actually be able to try them out. However... he was still a bit nervous about it. He had never worn a skirt before and he wasn't sure how other people would react to it. So far nobody seemed to pay any mind, but he still felt like all eyes were on him.

He sat at a table in the library, researching magical plants they hadn't learned about in class. Quinn had gotten into the hobby of replicating the diagrams of the structure of the plants—it helped him to remember their different parts, and he was able to just look in his notes rather than come back to the library and find the same book. He was drawing with his right hand and picking at the skirt with his left, all three of the bracelets on his wrist shimmying around as his fingers pulled at the fabric. It couldn't have been much shorter than a regular pair of shorts, if it was shorter at all, but for some reason his legs still felt exposed. And he had to remember to keep his knees together or his legs crossed... girls had a lot to think about, didn't they?

Atlas really had no business being in the library today, at least not for himself. Sure, there were some books he could be looking up and checking out for some research paper or another...but that was something that future Atlas could worry about. But he wasn't really here today for himself anyway so all that was a moot point. Rather, upon finally unpacking his trunk, he had found a super old (like the binding was barely holding together) herbs and other garden plants little illustrated anthology guidebook something or other that he had found in a junk shop over the summer while doing some shopping with Uncle Andrei. He did not have a particular vested interest in Herbology, but he sure knew someone that did!

Wrapping it up in a couple of old Daily Prophet articles, Atlas began his wandering about the castle to try and find a very particular Ravenclaw when some of his peers had pointed him in the direction of the library. It took a bit weaving through the aisles, and at one point he had gone down the same row of books twice by complete accident, but eventually he spotted his best friend and slid right on over. Without any greeting of sorts, he let the sliding of the newspaper wrapped book do it for him and simply offered a grin.

But then he thought that that might be a little weird and it would also be a bit of a time waster if he didn't offer any sort of explanation.

"This is for you. I found it over the summer and thought you might like it. It was barely even a pound so...don't freak out that I spent too much money or anything."

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