AN: I originally wrote this brief scene as a poem (my first that I've actually liked). I couldn't stop imagining the girl as Hermione, so I decided to adapt it to a story. Here is what the scene was based on!
AN 2: FFN doesn't seem to like the formatting that I do for my poems, so if it seems either a bit spaced out or a bit cramped, that's why.
dim candles cast flickering shadows
savory
sweet
smells waft through the air to tickle her nose
she sighs.
under the table,
her fingers cross
she looks around and makes a wish
will he hear it?
