The restricted section was not often a place of... animation, or light for that matter- Aslan Evans would know, she lived and breathed in this library since she'd first step foot through the doors of Hogwarts and in all that time she had only ever seen it occupied by the former librarian once, back when they'd had... What had it been that year? The dolls and Miffy-

No, the Hag. The one who'd fawned over James Draper and tried to eat a student or two. She'd forgotten all about that term.

Aslan walked over and leaned against a bookcase, watching the Librarian silently.