Hermione sighed as she stared at the curtain surrounding her bed. It seemed that neither Harry nor Ron were going to be able to help her retrieve the item she needed from Professor Nesbit's office.
The dormitory was quiet as the girl sat up and pushed back the thick material just enough to look out into the room. None of the other girls were in sight, so Hermione slipped passed her curtains and slowly tiptoed out of the room. She successfully made it out of the Gryffindor tower without drawing any attention to herself. It was nearly curfew and she knew that if she was caught, she could get into a lot of trouble.
But Hermione was willing to risk it.
Very few people were still wandering the halls as Hermione made her way to Professor Nesbit's office. She hoped that he wouldn't be in, at least for a few minutes, just long enough to grab what she needed and leave. Lines of excuses and reasons why she was out that late streamed through her mind as Hermione turned the final corner.
The door to his office was in sight, and Hermione didn't see any light from the doorway. Gradually inching toward the office, she pulled out her wand. Unsurprisingly, the door was locked. And thankfully, the professor didn't seem to be in.
"Alohamora," she whispered, pointing her wand at the lock on the door. It opened easily and Hermione was slightly thrown off. She hadn't expected to be able to get in so easily.
As she stepped in, Hermione looked around carefully, knowing how paranoid the teacher was. Though she couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, Hermione didn't want to take her chances. Lighting up the room quickly, she spotted exactly what she had come for. Sitting on his desk was a special looking glass, one that magnified whatever it was placed over to the extent needed by the user. She'd seen the glass once before when the girl had come to talk to the Defense teacher about a paper she had written for him.
With her wand, she carefully lifted the glass off of his desk and brought it over to the doorway, where she was standing. Hermione bit down on her lip as she slipped the heavy item into her pocket and turned to leave.
She'd just closed and relocked the door when Lysander Nesbit came walking briskly toward her.
"Miss Granger! What are you doing up here so late?" he demanded with a cool glare. "Five points from Gryffindor, now what are you doing?"
Though her first thought was to argue about the points lost, Hermione knew that she could get into a lot of trouble if he found out what she'd done.
"Well Professor, I came to ask you something," she replied calmly. "You see, I was reading a book about the dangers of creating new spells and I was wondering if you might know anything about it, seeing how highly educated you are."
Professor Nesbit's expression softened a tiny bit, though he just cleared his throat and reached for his keys.
"Miss Granger, now is not the time to be asking of such things. Come back at a more convenient time, such as my office hours," Nesbit said gruffly.
"Yes, sir. Oh, and sir? When I was approaching your office, I happened to see a student rushing out of it," Hermione told him as he began to shut the door.
"Yes. He was holding something in his hands and was in a real hurry. An older Slytherin boy, I believe."
Alarm shot through the professor's eyes as he snapped a glance above the doorway. "Thank you, Miss Granger, for informing me of this. Now return to your dorm. It's passed hours."
Hermione nodded and spun on her heel to hurry away, a small smirk playing on her lips.