A Harry Potter moment:
Due to a broken toe, I've been taking the bus every day this week to work, rather than enjoying my usual half-hour walk into the office.
And, on those occasions when I do take the bus, I try to remember to bring a book to read while I stand at the bus stop and then enjoy the 10-minute ride downtown.
Today, I brought The Half-Blood Prince with me for the trip, complete with my hand-knit Gryffindor bookmark, which mimics the red and gold pattern of the scarves from the later movies.
So I'm sitting there on the bus, enjoying the scene where Rufus Scrimgeour corners Harry at the Burrow over Christmas, the bookmark on my knee, and I look up for a second to find a young woman, maybe 20 years old, gazing avidly at the bookmark and trying to get a clear look at the cover of my open book.
I close the book briefly so that she can see blue, red and green cover. She smiles, nods, then goes back to her iPad.
I go back to my reading and, when the bus comes to a stop downtown, we both head off into our lives. No words exchanged. No other glances.
Just a brief moment on the bus to share our love of Harry Potter.
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