(A/N: Drabble for Sugarquill. Prompt was Library, under 300 words.)
Just as I Left it
"Hermione," he called quietly. "Hermione, where are you?"
"Over here," her voice answered significantly louder. "You don't have to whisper, technically the library is closed."
"I've been looking for you," he said seriously, "I was worried. You shouldn't wander off, it's still not safe."
"The castle has been sealed, not that any death eaters would be foolish enough to try again. They'd be vastly out numbered."
"I was still worried," he said surprised at her sudden calm, "what are you doing in here anyway?"
"I was bringing these back," she said motioning to the stack of dark arts books beside her. "I wanted to hide them while the library was still closed. I thought I'd charm the titles into something no one will ever want to read."
Ron couldn't help but notice the smile on Hermione's face. He looked around, trying to find the cause, but she supplied the answer before he could ask.
"It's completely untouched," she sighed. "All of this madness and it's exactly how I last saw it."
Ron smiled. Only Hermione could find solace from the chaos of war in the library.
