Dark. Sinister. Cunning.

This was starting to sound more like a dangerous adventure rather than just a meeting. There was a lot of pent up energy inside the Slytherin, she was sort of hoping for something interesting to happen. Then again, she valued her life so she opted for sketching.

It was hard to managed a pencil when there was a wand in the same hand, but her mind was telling her not to put it away. It was the Restricted Section for a reason.

"Because some might manipulate you to do bad things," she said, standing next to the Hufflepuff Prefect. It was just a guess, but if this part of the library was anything like her grandmother's then those books existed within these bookshelves.