The library section illuminates, and she stands for a brief second until three books come flying into view. Esme pulls out the first book on ruins, tucking in beneath the three dark magic books before turning back towards the table. Draco is still mumbling wards, taking the extra precaution of safety; it makes her heart speed up, watching the muscles constrict against his back and the way his hand dances in the air as he sets a series of unknown spells; she has never heard of before.