Who: Felix Summerby and Kevin Entwhistle When: Sunday night Where: Library What: Felix has some trepidation about facing down Madam Pince and whether he’ll be allowed back into the library. Rating: G PG Open/Closed: Closed Felix stood in front of the doors that led into the library, his body tense, and blue gray eyes fixated on the bookcases beyond the entryway. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth as he worried at it. Felix hated uncertainty, and he wasn’t sure what would happen once he entered. What if there was a ward against him? That was just silly. He took a deep calming breath, though he didn’t calm much at all. It seemed like lately his tendency to worry over these sorts of things had increased, which was the complete opposite of what he wanted to accomplish this year.
His eyes narrowed slightly, brow furrowing. He could do this. Straightening his spine, he stepped through the doorway, relief filling him as nothing bad happened. His hold on his astronomy book lessened slightly, the skin across his knuckles changing from white back to their natural shade. He peeked around furtively looking for either the strict librarian or Kevin.