Despite being so early in the semester, Edmund was already snug where he spent most, if not nearly all, of his time throughout the school year--his little corner of the library. Not that he would ever think of confronting anyone who sat at that particular table nestled near large windows behind the religious text section, of course, but the fact was that rarely anyone even came back there, so it was almost always empty. There, he could study and read to his heart’s content, hidden away from bumbling conversations and stuttered words and damnably red cheeks.



















