Hermione nodded, still jotting down a few notes, mostly to give herself something to do.
After a few more sentences, however, she stopped at started watching her companion. Half watching him, half fiddling with the pages of the old book nervously, she wondered what would be the best way to keep him around. Technically the reason for their meeting was fulfilled, so neither of them had reason to stay. And she should really be at home catching up on sleep. Or maybe writing that proposal. But it was really nice to be around someone that understood the love of books and knowledge, and experiments as much as she did.
That and she was intrigued by the idea of his book collected. How did one weasel themselves and invitation to see another person's library, exactly?