In Which Libraries are Not Quiet

[clayforthedevil]

Bahorel strides into the library with easy speed. He walks past the strange computer help desk and past the current front shelves-- something about animation, this time, and history, and those changing shelves are always interesting, but it's not what they're here for.

Harry, while clearly no admirer of libraries, may still notice that there a few more books here than in the libraries he was used to. Just a few.

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[clayforthedevil]

Hey, turns out rigidly hierarchical societies are horrible for everyone!

No, really. Even aside from the issue of Harry's complicated family relationships-- the ultimate outcome of which Bahorel knows better than Harry, due to reading, no less--Bahorel's watched enough of his bourgeois-born friends fighting with rules that make and bind them and their families to know that verily, the class structure stinks like overflowing sewers on pretty much every level. That Harry's clearly been kept ignorant by people who thought it made him useful is only a confirmation of that.

Bahorel amiably thumps Harry on the shoulder. " You'll see for yourself-- or you won't, I suppose. But here, it's your own choice. Though if you ever want company for hunting down the right book, my schedule is usually open."

Which is to say, horrifyingly bored on a level that has nothing to do with pastimes. But the Library helps!

[harryhotspur]

"I doubt not I will come to thee again," Harry says. Because boredom! ...and maybe also books, a little, too.