Re: Running to find her
He was slightly flushed and he slowed his pace after a scowl from the librarian for tearing in and about. Ron rocked back on his heels and took a deep breath, and stopped to trace a finger along a book edge. He was trying to look nonchalant, strolling through the library.
He picked a side aisle, and walked, turning to the right and the left, to see if he could find her. He'd paused, and turned to pull a random book off the shelf when he came face to face with some 4th year Ravenclaws. They giggled, and he gave a wry smirk, and nodded, and tried to pretend like they weren't laughing at him. He thought maybe they might know why he was here; then he thought about the hair, which although very faded, still was carry a slight hue. It was sort of like his great Aunt Muriel's hair (terrible woman!).
He had almost given up, making a small face and rubbing the back of his head in confusion.
She said she was here?! I've got to find her, he thought, poking his head into the Restricted Section to finally spy her. He moved towards her, "So here you are," and he glanced about, "Does this mean you are restricted? To explore only in the library?" he said, teasingly, and dropped his books on the floor, to stretch out a hand towards her. He so wanted to pull her up and push her against the stacks, and find that spot, and make her sigh that sweet sound she made when she was happy.