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[hadley_bright]

Mr William Hadley-Bright is in the library. He has a book open before him, and several in a stack off to the side. He is hunched over said volume, his chin resting in his hand, his finger poised to trace the words along the page. All in all, he is the perfect picture of a studious young gentleman. Assuming, naturally, that one overlooks the fact

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[thistledownking]

So, since he's asleep, he certainly won't notice when a pair of lecterns begin to waltz across the library floor.

[hadley_bright]

Should they make the sort of sounds one might expect a waltzing lectern-- or indeed, any piece of waltzing furniture-- to make, he may well find himself waking.

[thistledownking]

They continue dancing, but now a grimoire has begun to flap open and shut to a fine, brisk waltz tempo.

[hadley_bright]

He stares at this for a long while, then looks in great surprise down at his book, to see if, perhaps, he somehow caused this in his sleep.

[thistledownking]

His book will obligingly begin to ruffle its pages in rhythm.

[hadley_bright]

He lifts his hands away from the pages, alarmed. 'Hello?' he calls.

[oddlittleman]

And may a Tom Levy come into the library as well? He moves in time with the music, but not due to any spell. It just comes naturally to him. "Are you doing this, Mr Hadley-Bright?"

Typist: Is ok?

[hadley_bright]

Typist: Yes, of course! Sorry, I only just saw your other reply. *fails*

'N-no,' he says, looking to Tom with some relief. 'You are, aren't you?'

[oddlittleman]

Levy pauses. "No. I thought this was you. Is Mr Strange here then? Even though it does seem a bit... odd to be him."

[hadley_bright]

'No,' Hadley-Bright says slowly. 'There is no one else here that I have seen.'

[oddlittleman]

"Oh. Perhaps one of us did it without realizing it then? Or it may be one of the strange tricks of this place." His foot keeps tapping out the rhythm. He can't help it. It's a good beat.

[hadley_bright]

'Ah! Why yes, of course! Such things happen here all the time, I am sure,' Hadley-Bright laughs.

[oddlittleman]

"Yes." Levy smiles and, in a rare moment of humor and non-formality, bows to one of the lecterns and attempts to dance with it. "We may as well attempt to enjoy the madness."

[hadley_bright]

Hadley-Bright laughs again. 'When dancing with a piece of furniture, does one lead or follow?'

[oddlittleman]

Levy laughs. "I do not know. Do you think it is the male or the female of the species?"

[hadley_bright]

'Damned if I know. Aren't you the dancing master? Should you not know?' He grins.