It is not a plan. It happens because Mione and Corvina are left alone in the library at one in the morning and neither of them goes to bed.

Malfoid finds them against the shelf, and the bowl puts the whole thing in her chest at once, and she has to put a hand on the doorframe.

She does not go in. She stands in the corridor and feels her own jealousy like weather on her skin, and underneath it, embarrassingly, wanting.

You find her there at two, still watching, and she says, without turning round, that she has no idea what to do with this.