"Well," she began as she thought about the words "Its probably one of my favourite subjects."
At the brief touch of his legs, Penny once again lamented her height. Lack of leg room had never been much of a problem for her: if had made getting on and off the brooms in first year much easier - and she'd simply worked on her reaching charms for the library.
More people filtered into the cafe and from this angle she could see the queue starting to build up at the front of the fryer. She couldn't blame them ; the fish and chips here were exceptional. But then again, she was enjoying the company as much as the food.