Dragons and Witches

Eein had a few things he was obsessed with, getting stronger, and to learn more about magic. He'd inherited his mother's entire collection of magical research, but he still liked getting books from the school library.

So here the young dragon was, a handful of books in arms as he wandered about looking for more. They were all on dragons, mainly dragon biology, he wanted to know the potential he had. So from shelf to shelf he'd walk, until finally he'd turn and something bumped into him.

He heard a grunt, looking over his books he'd see a small girl, luckily she hadn't fallen over. "Shit, sorry, sorta lost in my own lit-," he was cut off by a very large book falling from a higher shelf and bouncing off his head. He'd blink in surprise ajf glance up, "huh....uh..little world was what I was gonna say," he'd say, mildly embarrassed.

The young dragon would give her a smile, "it's ok, seems we both had our heads in the clouds." Crouching he'd set his books down, and start to pick hers up for her. "I should have been paying better attention, no point in having enhanced senses if I'm not going to properly use them," he'd say with a chuckle.

"I'm Eein," he'd say as he finished helping her pick up her books, "didn't hurt you did I?" he'd ask, concerned. "I'm used to the woods, here in the school and city I feel like I'm always going to accidentally bump into something."

He'd pick up their two stacks of books and set them on a table. "Once you're ready I'll uh...carry your books out for you if you'd like," he had enhanced strength, the books weighed nothing to him.

He'd tilt his head, picking up the book that had landed in his head and placing it back on the shelf. "Good to meetcha Wednesday," he'd say, smiling a bit, "bumping into someone doesn't seem to bad a way to meet someone."

Eein glanced over her books, he recognized a few of them. "This one," he'd tap a finger on one of them, "based around the Merlin scrolls found near Stonehenge right?" he had a copy of it in his bedroom with his mother's collection.

"What kind of magic are you researching?" he'd ask curiously, taking a seat at the desk.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he'd say, taking a seat, "but yeah, this school is a good place to find answers ad solutions." Curses were nasty business, arguably the most negative of all forms of magic, things that can harm generations of people.

With a hum he'd flip through his stack of books, until he found the one he was looking for. "Here...take a look at this one," he'd pass the book to her, "was written by a dragon researcher....she was really intelligent, long lived."

The book was about ancient forms of magic, mainly dealing with how to undo negative ones, curses included. "Don't know anything about your family's situation...won't ask, but it might help, give you some useful info at least."

He'd chuckle a tiny bit at her blushing, gently pulling the notebook down and away from her face. "I get the feeling you're thinking to hard, and to much. The mind needs to rest just like the body." Opening his bag he'd dig through it.

"What grade are you in?" he'd ask ask he pulled a notebook from his bag, "you look about my age." In truth it was sometimes hard to tell age on the island, so many immortals and long lived beings were around.

The young dragon quickly flipped through the notebook before passing it to her. "My notes on the book, I have copies...plus I've read through the book so many times I know it I and out." She seemed stressed, he couldn't help but want to help.