PROMTS: Accio and Hogwarts, A History.
Hermione entered her former headmasters office and gazed around. Directly in front of her, stood a portrait of Dumbledore himself. His eyes, like all the other portraits were gently closed, as if he was asleep. Hermione knew that this was the 'one hour of vigil' that all the portraits had to go through when a Hogwarts head died. She'd read about it in Hogwarts, A History.
In the far corner she saw the pensive that she'd often heard about. She resisted the urge to take the glass bottles containing the precious silvery memories from where they stood. "I've come to take what I need," she reminded herself, "and nothing else that doesn't belong to me."
However, at that particular moment she wasn't in the slightest bit successful in finding what she was desperately looking for. The books containing the vital information on how to destroy the Dark Lord were nowhere in sight.
"Accio Horcrux Books!" she sighed. The spell was her last hope and she wasn't expecting any outcome, but she had to try. Strangely, To her delight five shabby looking books zoomed towards her from a slightly ajar cupboard. She smiled, surprised. If only everything were that easy.