Poking Around {Noah!}

[Victoire Weasley]

Victoire sighed as she sat down the book she ahd just been reading. It was bothering her, a muggle book from before the Battle of Hogwarts, even. She had picked it up by chance, and was it was utterly annoying her.
"This is why muggles should never love vampires" She hissed. She noticed the author, making a mental note to never read anything by her, again. Stephenie Meyer The book said, under the dust.
Stupid, whiny muggle, She muttered, as she searched the nearby rows of books for something more suitable to read. Why is a muggle book in a library for wizards? She wondered in the back of her mind. One of the students must have left it here, and the librarian must have assumed it belonged here. Which it doesn't.
After a minute of searching, she looked back at the book, wondering if her sister might enjoy it. Dominique was only ten, and still waiting for her Hogwarts letter, and may enjoy something from so long ago. Tempted to stash the book in her bag, nearby, she sat back down at the table, drumming her fingers on it, boredly.

[Noah Dale]

A trip to the library always seemed like an innocent one, but it always turned into the opposite. Somewhere along the way he would run into trouble, or there would be someone to distract him, or something would back the place catch of fire, anything. He seemed to never get his objective cleared. But frankly, he didn't have an objective today, he was just rather bored, especially with the Hufflepuff's in his common room. Blasted hat, he still had to find a better hat then it, so it could eat itself. No such luck yet however.

As he scanned a shelf he noticed a pretty blond sitting by herself. He raised an eyebrow to find Victoire Weasley drumming on some blasted book. He looked over and read the binding. It couldn't be could it? He rushed over and pull the book from her, flipping open to a chapter.

"Isabella." He pronounced my full name carefully, then playfully ruffled my hair with his free hand. A shock ran though me at his casual touch. "Bella, I couldn't live with myself if I ever hurt you. You don't know how it'd tortured me. You are the most important thing to me now, the most important thing to me ever."

He scoffed at the sappiest piece of literature he had read in a while, and that was quite the truth. "Eugh, I've been meaning to read that and see what the girls were so hyped up about. Stupid, Ted, wouldn't I love to be able to change my looks now." he sighed, running his hands through his russet hair. "Sorry about that, Victoire, I believe this is yours. I don't mean any offense, I'm just sick of girls calling me Edward." he chuckled, shaking his head slightly as he returned the book to the table.

ooc;
I was reading that part of Twilight today x3

[Victoire Weasley]

Victoire chuckled as Noah appeared, and snatched the book away from her. She took it from him with a smile. "I don't quite understand what's so great about it. The muggle girl is far too whiny, and Edward doesn't deserve to be called a vampire."
Her smile brightened as he mentioned how everyone kept calling him Edward. "That doesn't do you justice" She said, quite simply. Skimmed through the pages, and snickered as she read outloud "About three things I was absolutely positive.
First, Edward was a vampire.
Second, there was a part of him- and I didn't know how dominant that part might be- that thirsted for my blood.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love him him. She rolled her eyes. "Sappy, eh?"

[Noah Dale]

Noah shook his head as she read out loud to him. "Girls come up to me quoting it, saying that they 'Dream about being with me forever.' So I tell them I'm flattered, but highly crept out." he laughed quietly, pulling a chair over and sitting down. "I should read it sometime, it may work on picking up some girls." he said, shrugging slightly as he leaned into the table.

[Victoire Weasley]

She snickered, gently so as not to be yelled at from the librarian. "Seems like everyone has a fan club these days? I feel so left out" Her conversation with Teddy was on her mind,a nd she was wondering exactly how to bring it up without seeming like another on of his adoring fans. Deciding on a semi-direct way, she began randomly drumming on the table, and leaned back on her chair, tipping it until it was balanced on it's back two legs.
"So, with all of these adoring girls, I'm assuming you have a date to the ball" She murmured, sounding bored.

[Noah Dale]

Noah snapped his fingers. "Right, the ball. I knew I was forgetting something." he chuckled shaking his head slightly. He had been so busy lately, with trying to spy and be the perfect student, he completely forgot about the ball. He planned on findind a date this weekend, but since he forgot, no luck. He looked questionably at Victoire. By the sounds of it, she didn't have a date either, but he would just play along for now. "I guess that answers your question then." he laughed, looking at his hands.

[Victoire Weasley]

She laughed, again. "Don't feel bad" She giggled. "I forgot, too. Rosie gave me hell about it."
She opened her eyes and returned Noah's look. "And, yeah. I guess that does answer my question." She drew quiet, arranging her words in her head. No matter what she did, none of them sounded right. She silently huffed in exasperation, though maintaining a bored look on her face.
"Well, seeing as neither of us have a date, we could..." She trailed off, looking away, a blush on her face.

[Noah Dale]

Noah grinned and pulled the book from her again, searching towards the end. "Pity, Edward says nothing cute to ask Bella to prom." he sighed shaking head with a small laughter and looking up Victorie. "No need to blush Victorie, I would love to take you to the Ball." he grinned, a genuine smile on his face.

ooc;
Eww, sorry about that. I couldn't think of anything + I had no time :/

[Victoire Weasley]

A brief chuckle, as Victoire took the book back. "I think it was forced upon poor Bella. Though, she must have beem happy taking her sparkley vamp to a school prom." She smiled. "Well, I'll meet you there, then?"
She stashed the book back on a shelf, and stood, collecting her bag as she did so.
"I'll see you later Noah. She said, walking out of the asile, and disapearing in the rows of books.