He threw the parchment down on the table, letting out a deep sigh of relief. He cracked his neck, tense from the long hours spent bent over parchment in the enclosed school library, which had emptied quickly. He checked his wristwatch and found that dinner time had passed a long time ago. He hadn't realized how much time had passed, but even though his stomach was growling, he thought of taking his time instead of rushing to the Great Hall. At least, his delay would help him make a good impression on Scorpius.