✍|:|Words Are Life, Liesel

A gasp escapes her lips as what seemed to be a first year colides with her. The girl blinks quickly, kneeling beside the small child; setting her books beside her. Her hands move quickly helping the child gather all of her books. A hand hovers over the book she was reading, fingers dancing along the pages; as she examined it.

❛ Well          you have a outstanding taste in books but … ❜ A smile toys at the girls lips as she hands her papers back to her. ❛ I wouldn’t reccomend reading and walking, as much as it seems extraordinary; it’s dangerous. I’m Hermione, Hermione Granger. ❜ A hand extends as a smile remains on her lips.

Now it was Liesel’s turn to smile. ❛ I know who you are, ❜ she replied. ❛ Considering you’re the ‘brightest witch of your age’ and all. ❜ She wiggled her eyebrows as she repeated the famous quote.

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❝ It’s not nice to make fun of people, you know. ❞

Speaking up was not usually her style. The girl kept to herself quite often, it was safer that way. No matter the circumstance, Liesel would never stand down to a rude boy. Her eyes locked with the ground and she released a breath she didn’t know she was holding.

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❝ —OOF. ❞

Liesel fell to the floor, her knee colliding painfully with the cold stone tiles. The book she had been reading, Hogwarts: A History,  clattered to the ground, the pages fluttering open to reveal a moving picture of the original founders of the school. 

Liesel meandered down the lonely rode, humming softly to herself as she balanced Mamma’s washing on one hip and pondered the ending of the book she was currently reading with Papa. The rode lead her through a peaceful piece of woods, just outside of town. She couldn’t think of many lovelier ways to spend her time.

Out of nowhere, a rock flew into her basket, startling Liesel out of her stupor. She felt her heartbeat quickening, her mind instantly racing through all the dreadful possibilities. Was she in trouble? Had they come for Max?

She looked down at the basket. Of course not. Only a dummkopf would throw a pebble at someone they were trying to attack . But she did know a certain saukarl who would try a trick like this. She narrowed her eyes, spinning around quickly in attempt to catch the boy in the act.