This really wasn't how Charles expected to spend his weekend. He'd meant to do what he spent most weekends doing--studying, especially this close to exam time--but with the current chaos going on it would have been impossible to concentrate, even if he didn't feel obligated to step up as a prefect.

That said, he'd come into the library to take a break. A real break, not just an excuse to get some work done, for once. He'd taken a seat at one of the tables, which just so happened to have a direct line of sight on the entrance to the Restricted Section. So he had a perfect view when someone decided to actually be brazen enough to sneak in, while the librarian was... incapacitated. In a manner of speaking. "Hey!" he called out. "You're not supposed to be in there!"

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