Heard of you... tag Kimbree

Jackson ran his wand along book titles slowly, not really listening. He was in the history section, bored, looking for something that sounded exciting. He wished the school library had more storybooks, but history would do. His cane trailed behind him, held loosely in his other hand. There were some other students about, making vague shuffly noises of paper or feet.

(it's alright :) )
Jackson heard someone else in the aisle and pulled his wand away from the bookshelf, silencing it. He pulled his cane closer, more upright, to take up less space.
"Sorry, am I in the way?" He turned his head toward the noise. If someone was looking for a specific book, he could certainly wait to resume his browsing.

She stuttered a little.
"I didn't mean to surprise you. Sorry if I did." Jackson smiled. She sounded about his age. "Just browsing?" There were only so many things to do to keep occupied, the library always had a few bored kids like himself just wandering around.

"Same. The history books are most like stories." He stopped, maybe he shouldn't have said so much. "I m-mean, just 'cause I'm bored and it's something to do..." He stuck his wand in his robe pocket and folded up his cane, just so he wouldn't think about how he just told a stranger he was looking for stories in the school library. She must think he was a stupid kid.

"Yeah." He grinned. "My favorites are historical fiction, or set in the future. Um, you?" It sounded like she was putting books back and taking them out. He stuck his folded-up cane in his robe pocket.

"Yeah." He nodded and held out his tie, which apparently identified his house. "Um, this might sound weird but, what house are you in? I'm blind, can't see at all. If you couldn't tell by the cane." A few of kids from wizarding families didn't recognize what his cane meant, he'd found; so he made it a point to state his disability when meeting new people.

(Sorry for lateness, had to walk the cat)

"Oh, sorry, I'm Jackson Smith." He grinned. He found it kind of odd that she hadn't asked him about being blind, but maybe she didn't want to offend him. Or maybe she knew someone who was blind in the muggle world.

"Yeah, I know a fair few people." He nodded. "Did you say your name was Lupin Tonks?" As in THE Remus Lupin and the Tonks family? He added in his head. The story of the Tonks family in the Second Wizarding War was pretty sad. Could she be descended from Theodore Lupin? Though he was born over 100 years ago, in the 1990's...

"I don't mean to be rude, but, if I'm remembering History of Magic class correctly, wasn't the son of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks named Theodore Lupin?" Nevermind his hobby of collecting different first names, this sounded loads more interesting.

"So how did his mum's previous last name get added in?" Jackson couldn't remember the word for the family last name a woman changed to her husband's last name when she got married. "I mean, if you even know." It was entirely possible she didn't know.

"Oh okay. Would it be alright if I asked you another question about your name?" He didn't want to annoy her, but collecting names had become a hobby of his. Like that Vanity kid he met first year.

"D'you know why your parents named you Kimbree? I've never heard it before." He smiled a bit. It was kind of a stupid question...

Jackson wanted to ask why she couldn't ask her mum, did she live far away? Were they fighting? Was she just not there, like Jackson's dad? But Kimbree changed the subject.
"Um, not really any more questions. Do, er, d'you have any for me?" His hair tickled his nose and he brushed it out of the way, behind his ears. He hoped his eyes didn't gross her out. Apparently they were different from other people's eyes and grossed some people out.