Prompt: Strawberries
Words: 100

Knowing that she wouldn't be able to sleep, Hermione got off her bed and quietly slipped on her robe and slippers.

She silently left the Tower. She would sneak her way down towards the kitchen. Maybe eating her favorite snack would help. Strawberries and nutella. Her favorite.

She quietly made her way towards the hall, stopping in front of the painting with the fruit. Checking once more to see if the coast was clear, she reached forward and tickled the pear.

She took a seat at the counter.

"The usual Miss?" A small house elf asked.

"Yes please," Hermione responded.