She had merely glowered at him, replying primly, "And in two days when I’ve finished with these, I will," drawing another chuckle. He had, however, dutifully Apparated her and her selections back to her rooms, wishing her a goodnight and inviting her to come by after lunch the following day to work on the potion. She had waved him off distractedly, murmuring a goodnight as she cracked open the first book, and stayed up reading about alchemical principles until her eyelids drooped and she was afraid she’d damage the delicate pages by falling asleep on them. 