Fandom power

Petersburg … evening … overcrowded metro …
I enter in and stand facing the doors. In front of me stands a young man with his back to the seat. He’s reading a kindle and for a second turns his glance towards me and his eyes, being on the level with my chest, notice my Deathly Hallows pendant. Then he started to act quite weird: makes a smirk, then shortly looks at my face, smirks again, shifts the kindle in his hands, looks at me again. I raise one eyebrow, make a serious judging face. When he sees it, he turns the kindle and the first word i read is “Dumbledore”. I start reading on and apparently he had been reading the “Prisoner of Azkaban” in English. My face brightens and we both laugh. Next station he goes out.
We didn’t exchange any word, no verbal communication, but within couple of minutes we had exchanged a whole story …

Every now and then I notice people stare at my pendant and smile, that smile tells me a lot about that person, we share one second story of 1,084,170 words