After finishing his food, Snape sat back in his chair and patted his full stomach in satisfaction. He desperately hoped she hadn’t made some sort of dessert also. He was certain he would turn it down if she offered. Across from him, Hermione was also sitting back in her chair, hands folded over her own scrawny midsection. He took note their meal was already having a positive effect on her colouring. She was desperately in need of more nutrients, and he was going to ensure she got them.