Agrimony stood there, arm outstretched as he scanned the titles whilst the other boy deliberated for - again - far longer than he had the patience for. His pale gaze swung in the boy's direction, one eyebrow tweaked ever so slightly in impatience, his foot itching to tap the floor if it might in any way expedite this process. By the mercy of bloody Merlin, the boy seemed to catch on that the longer he stood there the more likely it was that they would get caught.
Once he'd heard the title, Agrimony cast the boy an agitated sort of look before he turned to walk to the aisle the book was in. Deadly and Dangerous Hexes from the Roman Imperial Society; well, that was a start. The Slytherin boy reached the correct aisle and skimmed the third shelf. Sure enough the name was printed on the spine of the book in faded gold and Agrimony flicked out a finger to slide it off the shelf and tossed the book unceremoniously over his shoulder where it would float serenely back to Foxwood. After another quick scan of the second shelf, Agrimony flicked another book off the shelf and tossed it over his shoulder again; this book was all black with only embossed black writing and frayed edges.
"Aannnddd, one more..." He murmured to himself, stuffing his hand in his pocket and strolling back to the rope, but not before pulling another book off the shelf. "Catch." He said, once he was back within hearing distance, and chucked the book at Foxwood; despite the nature of the handoff, the book joined the other two, floating towards the older boy. "Start with those, but be careful with that one, it can bite." Agrimony pointed to the black one.
Then, in a rustle of sound, the sound of footsteps echoed behind them in the library's shelves.
Once he'd heard the title, Agrimony cast the boy an agitated sort of look before he turned to walk to the aisle the book was in. Deadly and Dangerous Hexes from the Roman Imperial Society; well, that was a start. The Slytherin boy reached the correct aisle and skimmed the third shelf. Sure enough the name was printed on the spine of the book in faded gold and Agrimony flicked out a finger to slide it off the shelf and tossed the book unceremoniously over his shoulder where it would float serenely back to Foxwood. After another quick scan of the second shelf, Agrimony flicked another book off the shelf and tossed it over his shoulder again; this book was all black with only embossed black writing and frayed edges.
"Aannnddd, one more..." He murmured to himself, stuffing his hand in his pocket and strolling back to the rope, but not before pulling another book off the shelf. "Catch." He said, once he was back within hearing distance, and chucked the book at Foxwood; despite the nature of the handoff, the book joined the other two, floating towards the older boy. "Start with those, but be careful with that one, it can bite." Agrimony pointed to the black one.
Then, in a rustle of sound, the sound of footsteps echoed behind them in the library's shelves.