She looked so cute surrounded by books, and he wanted to sit down and join her. He was sure some of the cases in the books were quite interesting. Besides, sitting close to her, cuddled up with an old book, it was opportunity he hoped to be worthy of soon enough. "Well the holidays are nearing," he said. "Everyone wants a Portkey and they want it now."
He smiled and reaching into his pocket for a handkerchief, folding it a bit and holding out a corner to her. "If I may," he said, waiting for her nod before leaning in and gently brushing the dust off her nose. "I'm sorry I couldn't make lunch," he said, tucking the cloth back away. "But I fully intend to make it up to you."