            Her gaze slid over the near-empty cafeteria, the mint-green tables spotless from whatever magic instantly cleaned up after the patrons hurried back to work. Hermione set off through the room, grabbing a silver lunch tray from the stack and milling through the food line. Only a simple pasta dish remained at this late hour. Hermione frowned at the cilantro-heavy spaghetti, then allowed the floating serving utensils to serve her a small portion.