She looked James way when he asked about a book. A book of fairy tales? She'd heard a rumor about one that was around and that some people had been affected in a weird way by it. She had never laid eyes on it though. She wondered where the book might have gone and if anyone was in further danger of it. She shivered at the memory of the quidditch pitch sinking in and wondered if that had been part of the weirdness of the book? She looked down at James and her hands when he grabbed hers but didn't pull away.

It actually felt a little comforting.

She shook her head when the professors asked if anyone had seen the book. "I haven't." she murmured. Though she'd only been pulled into the search, she hadn't seen it anywhere even before that.