for Laila Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight He had developed the idea quite some time ago, since long before the end of his first year. By the time summer had arrived, Daxton had been quite certain that taking so long to decide on a course of action had cost him his best window of opportunity, but really it would have been unwise to risk getting into any trouble at all, especially after being confronted by Airey Flamsteed about the events at the Royal Observatory. He had been hopeful, in spite of himself, that Genny Tate would manage to find the books he had asked her to look for in her dad's study, but she had failed. The books he wanted were not in the wider part of the library either, so maybe, just maybe, they were in the Restricted Section. And, judging by Dakest's reaction to his line of questioning on the subject last year, there was not a professor in this school that would give a twelve-year-old permission to get those books by any legitimate means.
But he needed them.
Daxton was no longer a first year, which meant he could no longer use the 'youngest in the school' status as a means of getting out of trouble. It had its flaws, but it tended to work; it was best to get in trouble when you were young, you got let off a lot easier than, and Daxton could testify to that. For example: get caught in the Restricted Section? Claim to be a frightened little first year who had just lost their way and wound up in the forbidden area of the library (which had somehow been left unlocked). Of course, he was not a first year, but it turned out that, actually, he knew plenty of them. More significantly, he knew Genny Tate. Even more significantly than that, she was a Gryffindor, and therefore highly suggestible, especially in the area of taking risks that Daxton was unwilling to take himself.
So, the last time he had seen her passing in the corridor, Daxton had handed the first year a note telling her in a most practical way to come and meet him in the Library Study Area that lunch time, when it would be most quiet. He sat up on a table, cross-legged and barefoot, his school bag on the floor - shoes, robes, and socks shoved inside it - and stared off in the general direction of the Restricted Section, mostly trying to figure out how to get around the 'locked' aspect, if at all. He held his notebook, idly flipping the pages and all the while staying alert to the sounds of anyone moving about the library, and listening for the footsteps of Genny Tate.
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