Senses on high alert for Malfoy, Hermione shouldered her way beyond the elaborate, enormous doors of the library and into the ubiquitous, comforting scent of Old Book. The smell soothed some of the disquiet in her soul—a reminder of happier times, even if Malfoy’s confession tainted the memories of her once-treasured, secret jaunts into both the immortal and mortal libraries.