Draco stood there for a long moment, looking to be earnestly considering her question. She wondered if he was going to say no and scoff, walking away. Perhaps throw an insult her way, something about being inferior to him. And yet, no biting words came. He instead turned back to her and stalked to her side. Without waiting for her, he grabbed the book from her hands. He looked at the spine and turned his attention to the shelf in question. Nimbly and without even having to stand on his toes, he reached up and slid the book into its place upon the shelf.