 Escapee from Azkaban
Marek stole a glance to his right and left side, before entering the Hogwarts Library - again. As much as he wouldn't admit it to anyone, he kind of liked coming here. It was so.. relaxing and full of knowledge - much of which Marek wished he was both. He sighed, before continuing on his way to the back of the library, reliving the events that happened the day before. In the Three Broomsticks.. with Cadence and Serena and Evan. .. She didn't have to make such a big deal, he thought to himself, a frown overcoming his usually calm - and grinning - face. He softened his look, as he peered down at his arms, pulling down his coat over his arm again. With a sigh, he found an empty table in the back, which had a light over it, but was quiet and a bit dark. He took a seat, automatically coming to his senses and sitting upright, but, when glancing around, he gave a shrug and slouched down, reaching for a book that was left on the table - something about diseases and the mental state of the mind - and opened it up, but not really reading any of it.
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