With no classes to teach (not that he was very good at actually teaching, granted)Howl had nowhere better to be than the library. Socializing was something he enjoyed, but he hadn't grown up surrounded by magic the way most of his colleagues had, and so he'd never really felt like he fit in properly.

That was okay. He liked books. And books liked him. Usually, anyway. The volume he was attempting to extract from the shelves at this exact moment, however, seemed rather determined to stay right where it was despite his best efforts.

He scowled and shook a chastising finger at it. "Don't make me fetch a crowbar. I will, you know."