Cedric sat in the library at one of the many tables, a large divination book set in front of him, but his mind was on other things.
Someone walked in the library, passing Cedric's table. He looked up hoping it was Jessica.
Alas it was not Jessica, or any Hufflepuf at that.
Draco Malfoy, expensive robes an all, flaunted past Cedric and everyone else in the library, making his way to the front desk.
Flashing a quick note he headed over to the restricted section, just as Harry, Hermione and Ron walked in.
"What's Malfoy doing in the restricted section?" whispered Ron. "I don't know, but I bet its nothing good." Harry whispered back. "And I bet I can tell you where he got the note." Hermione added, turning a corner and stopping at a bookshelf.
"Snape gives the Slytherns notes for anything." Ron said. "Spoiled rotten they all are anyway." Harry said, watching Hermione reach for a book, and a huge one at that.
"Bloody hell Hermione!" Ron swore loudly. Hermoine glanced at Ron, a not-so-happy look on her face. "Sorry." He mumbled, eyes cast downward at the book, now set on the table.
Rebecca, almost poping up out of nowhere, turned the same corner almost running into Harry. "Oops sorry." Rebecca said looking at Harry. "Please excuse me but I need to look for a book over here.
Cedric heard the familiar voice of his brothers girlfriend.
"Quite alright." Cut in Hermione, before Ron could say anything. Rebecca smiled polightly and looked at the books on the shelfs and sighed. Hermione, wanting to get rid of Rebecca as fast as possible, turned to her a small smile curving on the sides of her mouth.
"What book are you looking for? Maybe I could help." Rebecca faced Hermione, just as the curious Cedric moved quickly to the other side of the bookshelf. "It's a book on Dark Arts, and one on Vold-err...I mean You-know-who."
Harry and Ron looked at each other, Ron blinked as Harry raised an eyebrow. "Something like that would be in the restricted section." Hermione said.
Rebecca nodded, "I best go get a note then. Thank you." She smiled and walked away briskly.
Cedric walked back to his table, bumping into Rebecca along the way. She looked down on him, giving him an odd questoing glare and hurried away.
Odd. Cedirc thought. Why would she want book on Dark Arts and Voldemort?