"I need access to the reading room." Deja vu. His mystery patron doesn't look any happier than he did the last time.
"Sure," Stiles says, standing up and leading him through the stacks again. He very carefully doesn't mention that this guy doesn't actually need Stiles to show him to the NWL now that he knows where it is. Maybe he comes from one of those old as balls wizarding families and is accustomed to being waited on; who knows? He looks like he could be that type.
"You must be doing some serious research, huh?" he says quietly. "I mean, if you're coming here twice in the same week. Most people don't seem to like spending that much time in here. I mean, I like the smell, but I'm kind of a research nerd. Seriously, you should've seen me at school. Dad always says it's a miracle I didn't come home with glasses, you know?"
Instead of answering, Derek just grunts and comes to a stop in front of the NWL entrance. He pulls his wand out of his jacket and then nods at Stiles, briefly making eye contact. "Thanks," he says shortly, and Stiles takes that as his cue to get the heck out of dodge.
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[Sterek] He Blinded Me With Library Science (boyxboy) (complete)
FanfictionStiles blinks. "Right, the reading room. Do you have your, uh ...library card?" he asks. He's never been able to make that sound normal and not vaguely dirty when he actually means wand. (A Potterverse AU in New York City)