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?