When they'd got there he'd said nothing, merely given her a kiss and then went to his desk where a hefty pile of correspondence demanded attention. Lucio had looked out the window rather unhappily—Hermione could sense his anxiousness to go play outside, but if he wanted to complain he said nothing. Hermione noticed Lucio gave Draco and his desk a wide berth as he wandered around the library, finally coming to take her hand.