Well, that was an easy one in Toby's mind. He stuck his hand up and said very simply, "'Cause they're pretty." Like how people owned art. It was nice to look at, and generally speaking, you couldn't read it, only look at it. AND it was expensive and valuable. Made perfect sense to Toby.

Past physically making the book, they still didn't know what they'd be doing, which only built up the anxiety for Toby. Of course, other than biting distractedly at his fingernails, he thought he managed to hide that quite well.

Actually getting to DO something and MAKE the book was good, though. It was a nice distraction, keep his hands busy and all. Toby got to work folding all the parchment in half, working his way quickly through the stack rather than painstakingly ensuring they were super even. That would take too much close concentration and slow work and he preferred to just keep moving. When they were all folded, he lined them all up in the inside of his book cover and drew his wand down the spine. "Adhaero."

Next step was slightly trickier, but still manageable. With the first decorative page folded in half, Toby placed it inside the front cover and stuck half of it to that, and then the other half to the first page. "Adhaero.. Adhaero..." Toby cast, tracing his wand first around the edges and then over the middle of each half to make sure it was firmly stuck. That done, he repeated the process on the back cover and page of the book.

Huh. Neat. So he'd made a book? That was pretty cool. Toby set his wand down and began flicking through the pages, wondering what they'd be filling them with. Hopefully whatever it was, he'd be able to get Quidditch into his, somehow.