She pressed her lips against her fingers, blew the lake a kiss and then pressed her fingers against the entwined couple. She jumped, yelped and pulled her hand away from the bark. She watched, sucking on her hand, as the couple unfurled into a large drawing. "Lumos," revealed a map with a path to a pavilion on the far end of the castle grounds she knew for certain didn’t exist. The map rearranged itself into, "Tuesdays after supper."