She saw him round the corner and pushed herself away from the wall, returning the smile. "Not at all," she said. "Just a few minutes, but I tend to run on the earlier side." Two giggling Hufflepuffs came bursting out of the library and Narcissa glared at them, upset that they had interrupted them. Of course it was just small talk, but Hufflepuffs were not the kind of people she wanted interfering with her conversations.
Rolling her eyes, she turned her attention back to Dom, a small smile replacing the look of disgust on her face. "Shall we?" she asked, already heading into the library. Her table wasn't well known to others, at least she hoped not. She didn't want to think of the kinds of people who may have sat there as well. It was past the restricted section, to the right of a stack of books. It wasn't by any other of the tables, but an isolated table by itself.
"I think this will be a good place to talk," she said, setting her books down on the table. "Perhaps we should put up a few wards in case others want to listen in?" It didn't seem likely, but given the nature of their conversation, it never hurt to be on the cautious side.