It felt like forever ago. Forever ago that he'd stepped into the library and stayed more than five minutes. The Common Room had managed to become his own personal library and the books were returned into the Hogwarts one when they were meant to be returned. So, really, there was no problem with no studying in the actual library.

But no one should tell Ellie that.

Either way, instead of heading to the reading lounge as he always used to, Treyen took a seat near the window, one that had some wizard that seemed to be enjoying looking OUT whatever window was drawn into the real one.

That worked for him.

The boy was expecting to meet someone in here, but he still opened a book as he waited.