Chapter 45. Into the Mirror with Me

Liana's POV

I went straight at the back. Climbing up the stepping stool till I reached the shelf that was the top most. 

This section was not at all consecutive. In fact I had skipped the entire third row.

Luckily Draco was busy rearranging the block I had just finished. He had taken off his shirt. 

Who does that inside a reading space? A literally atmosphere? 

But I had no intension of correcting him at the moment. Correcting him would lead me to admit that I was staring hard at the sinews of his muscular movements, from behind his back. I held my own head and brought my gaze back on the shelf. 

The books there looked rather untouched. There was probably an inch deep layer of dust on top of the covers. 

I hesitated. Touching that would definitely lead me to a series of sneezing. And I was specially avoiding drawing any attention at the moment. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but ever since we got back from the