Hermione wandered slowly into the Leaky Cauldron twenty minutes early, her nose lost in a surprisingly large tome. Having already reached her organizing goals for the day, she had left for the meeting early. Still lost in her reading, she ordered a butterbeer from the barkeep before wandering towards the corner she thought Hannah would meet her in.
Not taking in her surroundings until she had seated herself in front of the Hufflepuff, Hermione glanced up in surprise. "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude, I was just..." she floundered, closing and pushing the book into her bag, "bit of light research for work. Have you been waiting long? Did you order something yet?"