(Now I'm afraid to post, but here goes.)
Rowan pulled open the library door, rapping loudly on the doorframe so the librarian would know she was here. She then entered, shutting the door gently behind her, and went to find a book for History of Magic. The class was one of her least favorites, but it wasn't an elective, so what was she going to do? Rubbing her hands together to warm them up, she scanned the shelves for the book she needed. To make sure she had the right author in mind, she pulled out a piece of parchment, which had the book's title and author written on it. Yep, she thought, that's the right one. The Slytherin girl continued to search for the book, and she was getting more and more frustrated by the second. <insert swear word of choice> Where is it?! Finally, her eyes landed on the book. "Good God," she muttered, casting her eyes up to the high ceiling of the library. Rowan had to grip it with her fingernails to tug on it, as the bookshelf was slightly cramped and the books were all smushed together with not a sixteenth of a centimeter's room between them. When that didn't work, she growled a curse silently and pinched the top of the spine, hoping to pull it out that way. That didn't work, either. Finally, she remembered her wand and took that out.
"Accio book," she muttered,flicking her wand and opening her hand to grab the book from the air. It wriggled for a moment before it flew off the bookshelf and into her open palm, sliding and nearly falling off. Rowan flinched slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief when the book stayed on her hand. She placed her wand on the ground and sat down cross-legged next to it, cracking open the thick volume.