Hermione couldn't help the covetous glance she gave the old books. Her eyes wide, she took the first and held it almost worshipfully before opening it and leafing through. "These are," she breathed, "wow." She wanted this book. For a moment, she actually almost forgot the whole point of this meeting and was engrossed in the listings of Dark Magics and potions. Wishing she could have days, weeks, months with a book like this, Hermione shook her head and returned her attention to the task at hand. Harry. Helping Harry.
She became so engrossed, she nearly jumped out of her chair when the wait-witch came up to take her order for a very large amount of coffee. The battle against exhaustion was an uphill one, even in the face of a book she'd never laid eyes on before.