Book Lovers Galore (Alberi)

It was a few weeks after he had returned from Hogwarts. He was both glad and rather saddened by the fact. Though most of his time was spent on the computer, doing stuff he had missed while gone, the boy was surprised to see that he was actually missing doing magic. Perhaps the idiot pure blood guy has a point about magic... But Alberi still stood by what he had said at that time. No matter if he knew that he was right or wrong, he continued to stay on his side of the argument. He just couldn't be wrong. No, it would take a hell of a time and too much energy to even have him admit something such. For now only his mother tried to do it but with no luck. Arguments between the two became rather often.

That was one of the reasons why he was rather glad to be allowed in Diagon Alley for a week. Because his sister had been born shortly after he arrived, his home turned into a living hell. The girl would cry often, screaming for whatever. Alberi was sure he wasn't such as a child. His parents told him he was pretty quiet... Though he had a problem with wanting to put the pacifier in his mouth way too often. And crawling off to places. The boy doesn't remember anything but he had been told the tales. And this girl will pop his ear drums soon... Happily his parents noticed that it was turning hard so when he received his letter, he immediately to Diagon Alley, to stay there for a week until everything stabilises.

And now, here was his second day here. Yesterday he had bought only what he needed. He decided to look at other shops instead. Maybe he could find something interesting. After all, the Alley was big and had a lot of things to see. He tried to stay away if he could see people he knew or at least if they were around his age.That was just what he needed - to talk with complete strangers just because he was near to them in age. While staying away from a rather enthusiastic looking blonde, probably a first year, he noticed a shop. Obscurus? He hasn't heard of that place. Shrugging, he confidently walked up to it,hoping not to meet much kids there. Though the case wasn't such. With a sigh he began to walk around.

He quickly noticed that some books seemed to have some kind of spell on them. As kids opened them, different things happened, from a cloud of smoke blasting out to books who cried loudly. Great, that's just what he missed from back home... The yells of his sister... Doing the best to ignore the noise from the books and the laughing children, he continued down the aisle. While examining the books near him, he felt something warm next to him. Quickly turning to his left, he noticed a fire - breathing book and a girl with it. He rose his eyes when she talked to him. Alberi thought over what she said. He shook his head. “No, not all books. Well, I'm not sure for this shop....” He looked around and let out a weak smile. “I'm sure you wouldn't want that to happen. “ He stated. Alberi quickly examined her and supposed that she was about a year younger.

Alberi examined the girl while she talked. She seemed different from most girls he had seen. He honestly couldn't understand girls at times. Scratch that, he couldn't understand people at all. No matter how many books over the psychology or the body language of people he read, he just couldn't get his mind to understand them... He didn't think the same way. He was a complete alien to everyone. Never liked by kids his age... At Hogwarts he hoped to find someone. He expected that they would be different like him. Instead he meet some people here or there and perhaps even made an enemy. Not that he cared! He always had been alone, away from the others... Used to being alone... Not needing some friend, someone who would probably betray him at the end. The boy had read enough books to know that...

Alberi pinched himself. He couldn't drift out in thought. After all, you don't drift into your mind in conversations. At least his mind was quick. He managed to hear her last question. It was more her stammer that reminded him to listen to her. It seemed out of place from the confident girl who had her head high moments ago. Or the girl who joked even before that. Well, it probably meant she was insecure for something. Or just hiding. He didn't seem to notice anyone who could be her parents around... Then again, he also wasn't with his own. But judging by her clothes, they were nice, definitely for someone on the high steps... So they wouldn't just leave her... Oh, who was he to be interested. The boy had his own problems. Screaming, drooling, crying problems.

He took the handed out hand, looking straight in her eyes and even had a small nod. “Alberi Woodston.” He said and let go and of her hand, as he wasn't a fan of them. Or of people touching him, really. He didn't even allow his own mother to hug him, except on special occasions. “And I don't really know, truth to be told. I guess you could try with Flourish and Blotts, when I was there before, there weren't deadly books. Hopefully I'm not wrong.” though he was joking, he spoke it so calmly that on couldn't be sure. “Is this your first time at Diagon Alley, then? I don't think I've seen you at Hogwarts School?” He said, more in the form of a question.