You enter the library. You can smell old books and parchment. You are often here in the library, like many students, doing homework. you go to your usual place at the corner — where no one usually bothers you. But you see that there's a guy sitting there. He seems to be reading a transfiguration textbook and writing something down on parchment. The guy is a strange fucking guy: all scarred, pale, thin. So he also took your place