Rose walked into the library, an air of grace around her.  Her normal red hair was, at the moment, a dark black, and short.  On her shoulder rode her small black fox.  As she entered, she noticed the boy from the second year class she was taking, and some of the other students in her year.  She didn't stop to talk though, and instead walked past them, examining the shelves.  After finding something to her liking, the woman sat down at a table by herself and opened the book.