Draco warred with himself. Should he take this opportunity to leave and move on with his day? Would he be able to stop wondering about Granger’s secret activities?It didn’t take him too long to decide; in for a Sickle - in for a Galleon. He did stretch out his legs and shake out his arms while she was away, but resigned himself to getting comfortable on the floor. As a last thought he cast a cushioning charm before she returned to her seat.He found himself a bit confused though, as she returned with the same books she had left with. Peeking through the stack behind him, he noticed there were more students now than when he’d arrived- it being early on a Sunday, the library had been empty when he’d taken his place. Now there were students scattered throughout. Pince was strolling through the stacks waving her wand to reshelve books. A few unruly students serving detention, rolling carts of books and reshelving by hand as punishment.