Barty found himself smiling naturally in reply to Padma's sunny greeting, and it felt like he was shrugging off his problems as well as his coat as he joined her.
"I'm always looking for new books," he told her. "But I came for the company, too. How are you? I was worried that you might have got caught up in what happened at the festival."
He accepted his cup, breathing in the comforting aroma. The events of that day seemed less terrible with company and tea.