Oooo Look at me I'm Reading!!!

[Blaze Spellseeker]

Blaze walked into the Common Room happy it was empty. He thought about going up to his dorm but Drommel or Steve might be there and he didn't want them to annoy him at the moment. Changing the arm which he held his new book, Blaze walked up to the sofa and opened it, interested to see what it had to say.

For a moment he couldn't open it, afraid what it might say. The book looked normal enough, it had a shabby green cover and looked like it was over a couple thousand pages. Sighing, Blaze opened the book back to the index searching for the name. "Page 1,284," he spoke aloud, turning to the page.

Amelia Spellseeker[/i]
Amelia Spellseeker was born 1958 in Queenscove, New Zealand. Two years after her birth, her family moved to England where she still lives. In 1987 she was married to Jonathan Shoma and insisted she keep her last name. Three years later had their first child; a year later a second child was born. Currently they all live in the same house she was born in. Source of fame is classified by the Ministry.

"Well at least some of it's correct, though the stupid book couldn't tell me what she was famous for," Blaze told himself aloud. He was partially relieved and partially horrified. One of the stories his father told him was true, he wasn't an only child. The only problem was the second part of the story was probably true as well. Obviously the book didn't know that part otherwise it would have been posted. As for her fame, he didn't really care anymore all he wanted was something for his headache. Though one day he promised himself he would figure it out.

[October Cricket]

October Cricket drifted soundlessly into the Slytherin Common Room, bearing what looked like a History Of Magic essay (three rolls of parchment long), a broken purple quill, and an ink bottle. She collasped into a comfortable looking armchair, but not before despoiting her load onto the nearest table.

She glanced over at Blaze, who seemed to be studying a book with particular intensity, "Hello, Blaze." October sighed softly upon sitting down in her chair, "Isn't that the book I checked out for you?"

[Blaze Spellseeker]

Looking up at October's voice, Blaze smiled, "Yep and look, nothing bad has happened to it. At least as of yet. Whatca working on?" he asked glancing at all the newly placed things on the table.

[October Cricket]

"An essay for History Of Magic. I swear, it has to be one of the most difficult pieces of homework I have ever completed. Professor Binns assigns us the most obscure events to write about and I could barely find any information on it in the Library and he only mentioned it once in our notes." October ranted, glad to have someone to complain about it to.

[Blaze Spellseeker]

When she finished Blaze asked, "We have History or Magic homework? Oh well, I must have missed that transaction. No problem I'll just do what I always do, he'll never know the difference."

[October Cricket]

"You mean skip it?" October riased an eyebrow, "Well, do whatever you wish, Blaze. But if you get detention for not turning in your homework, it's your fault."

[Blaze Spellseeker]

"No, I don't mean skip it," Blaze grinned shaking his head, "I mean make it up with real things happening today. You know take a situation that's going on currently and put it into the past. It's always worked before for me," after thinking a moment added, "besides that time I said those Troll Wars were caused by quidditch, but I learned my lesson. Keep it realistic."

[October Cricket]

"Well, whatever floats your boat, Blaze." October shrugged lightly. Was Professor Binns so detached that he didn't even notice when a student made something up? She thought he would be a bit more firmly rooted to the ground than that...