The mouthwatering smell of pumpkin pasties filled her dreams. With stars hanging overhead where candles should be, Hermione drank pieces of the universe from a glittering goblet before she sniffed at the pasties and opened her mouth to bite it. Instead of soft, flaky dough filled with smooth, spiced pumpkin puree, it felt like cotton in her mouth, soaking up all the saliva generated from moments earlier caused by its scent. 