I was alone at one of the more secluded tables in the Hogwarts library, concentrating on a voluminous book about magical creatures. The soft lights of the room shone on my teal-tinted hair, highlighting the contrast with the shadows that painted my serious expression. I was turning a page, engrossed in the description of a thestral, when a slight movement beside me made me stop.

Without looking up from my book, I spoke in that dry tone that came naturally to me.

"I know you are there. If you're going to stand and watch, at least sit down." My voice, though cutting, was not hostile. Simply direct, as always.

I closed the book, leaving my index finger between the pages so as not to lose my place, and looked up. My almond-shaped eyes, cold and calculating, met yours briefly before returning to the book.

"Not many people come here. I guess something must have caught your attention" I paused, as if assessing whether it was worth continuing to speak. A few seconds later, I opened the book again.

"If you have any questions, don't delay. I prefer to study in peace, without having to listen to any voice." I murmured somewhat indifferently as I lowered my gaze.