Back to my old habits

[Isabella Knox]

I walk into the library with Kim trailing along behind me.
"Come on Kim, reading is fun." I say, trying to be enthusiastic, though not quite managing it when i see the unimpressed look on her small features.
"Well i used to find it fun-..." I add, heading over to an unoccupied table.
She looked at me like i was slightly mad.
"You have too much Gideon in you." I mutter, picking her up and sitting her on the table as i sat down in front of her.

[Fitzy Patricks]

I'm scanning through some books on basic defense, all of which I've read before and none of which are really worth rereading unless you get hit by a powerful memory charm, when I hear some girl talking to a little girl. I'm bored out of my mind, in the mood to meet new people, and as curious as ever about the sudden explosion of small children running around, so I wander on over.
"Hey," I say cautiously, eying the kid and nodding at them both.

[Isabella Knox]

I look up as someone greets me.
"Hey." I reply with a smile, while Kim grins at him scarily.
"Don't worry about her, she'd just eaten too many sweets." I laugh, gesturing the small child.

[Fitzy Patricks]

I grin back at the kid and wave at the girl. "Hi," I say again. "I hope that I'm not bothering you... just thought I'd introduce myself 'cause I'm bored out of my mind."

[Isabella Knox]

"Helloooooooo!" Kim replies, dragging out the word for as long as she could.
"Don't worry about it, so am i. I was trying to teach Kim that reading is fun, but it hasn't worked." I laugh.
"I'm Isabella, most call me Bella though." I say.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"Fitzgerald slash Fitzwilliam Patricks, depending on who you ask and when," I nod. "Most people call me Fitzy. And Kim there doesn't know what she's missing," I add, shaking my head with exaggerated sadness.

[Isabella Knox]

"Nice to meet you Fitzy." I grin. "I know, she's too much like her father."
"So what brings you here on this very dull day?" I ask.

[Fitzy Patricks]

I laugh. "Complete and utter boredom, the fact that it's raining too hard to see, and disgust with all my housemates," I shrug. "Seemed like the best option left." I pause before the next sentence, not sure if I should ask. "Who's her father then? You don't look quite old enough to be her mum, not if you're a student."

[Isabella Knox]

"You're right, i'm not her mother. Her father's name was Gideon," I reply blankly, the only way i seemed to be able to reply to a question about him. "He passed away, i look after Kim now." I explain, before brightening again. "And she's the light of my life." I add, smiling at her.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"Oh, sorry..." I say, with the nagging thought that I've heard the name Gideon somewhere before... oh well. "I hope you're a sparkly light," I add rather inanely to Kim, hoping to make some of the awkwardness go away, and tugging absently on my sleeve the way I did every single time I heard about a death.

[Isabella Knox]

"It's alright." I reply lightly. "It happend a few months ago now." I shrugged slightly.
"Moon!" Kim shouts and giggles.
"What house are you in?" I ask after i stop snickering at Kim's outburst.

[Fitzy Patricks]

I grimace slightly. "Slytherin," I say with disgust. "You?"

[Isabella Knox]

"Gryffindor. Wow, you're the first Slytherin i've seen that wasn't proud about their house." I laugh.

[Fitzy Patricks]

I nod. "Yeah, well, I used to be," I mutter. "Or at least I didn't care that much. Easier to do the things I did if no one around you has a conscience." Then I cough and try to pretend I didn't say that. "And what about you there, Kim? Are you a gryffy, too?"

[Isabella Knox]

I raise an eyebrow at him but say nothing.
"I think Kim here is going to be a Ravenclaw, like her mum. She's a smart kid, when she wants to be." I laugh.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"And yet she doesn't read," I say, shaking my head slowly. "And it's nothing like that," I add quickly even though she didn't comment or run away from me. "Just a little torture... occasional cat murders...." I shrug, then cough again. "Anyway... there's got to be something that you'd like to read," I say, smiling at Kim.

[Isabella Knox]

"A little torture?" I mutter. "I haven't got her reading anything yet, she throws the book away as soon as i hand it too her." I shrug.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"Er... let's just forget I said anything," I mutter quickly, then shake my head at Kim. "That's no way to treat books there, KimmieKim. Don't you like stories at all? 'Cause you're a pretty sad kid if you don't like stories."

[Isabella Knox]

"She likes them when i tell them to her." I grin and Kim giggles. "But that only because they include her." I add, rolling my eyes.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"Ah... a narcissistic little child," I nod. "Well... you could always read a book to her and insert her name for the main character's, or tell her that she's going to show up in the story later. That might get her interested."

[Isabella Knox]

"Good plan." I grin. "I'll try that one time. So, do you have any relatives here?" I ask after a moment.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"Ah... er, yes," I say, a bit thrown for some reason. "My little sister Arden... she's actually the one I used to do that for, putting her name in stories. Typically just to annoy her, 'cause I'd make her be the character who dies a gruesome death...." I stop rambling and laugh. "Yeah. Anyway. Do you?"

[Isabella Knox]

"Oh, how kind of you." I laugh. "No, my brother used to go here." I say after a moment.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"I see... graduated?" I ask, noting the hesitation.