Title: The Little Things
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Summary: Hermione rediscovers the pleasures of a simple sweet.
Pairing: None
Word Count: 300
Spoilers: Very, very vague references to events in Deathly Hallows.

The Little Things

There were so many little joys in life that Hermione had always taken for granted. There were so many simple little things that she only realized the value of once they were no longer easily accessible. With her plate piled high from the buffet table, Hermione made her way back to her small quiet table in the corner and gazed joyously upon her little culinary treasures.

It had been ages since Hermione had even dreamed of such a treat. For most of the past year it had been so difficult to attain even the simplest of meals while they were constantly on the run from Voldemort's henchmen, and most of what they did manage to scrounge up was, unfortunately, rather poor tasting.

But now those troubles were happily in the past. Hermione took a bite and her eyes fluttered shut with delight as she savored the exquisite flavors rolling over her tongue. It was incredible how she had never appreciated before the simple pleasure of sinking her teeth into a chocolate covered strawberry. How she had never noticed the bliss that she could gain from taking her time to enjoy the smooth creamy shell of the chocolate melting in her mouth; the rich taste contrasting perfectly with the tart yet sweet juice of the berry as it exploded in an intense burst of flavor.

Within moments, Harry and Ron joined her at the table, their plates overflowing with their own sweet delights. Hermione sat contentedly in the company of her best friends and slowly enjoyed her plate full of chocolate covered strawberries. It was the beginning of a brand new world. It was the world they had fought for, the world so many of their friends had died for, and Hermione was determined to never again neglect the little things.