"I think Victoire was looking for you in the garden Teddy," said Hermione lightly and the boy didn’t need to be told twice, disappearing without saying goodbye. Harry wondered if this was what passed for subtlety in her house-hold - Ron wasn’t an idiot by any means, but he always did have a bit of a blind spot when it came to his wife. Hermione tugged on his hand, "Come and sit with me a while," reluctantly, Harry allowed himself to be pulled up to the kitchen counter and onto a stool - they were strangely camouflaged by the working kitchen, utensils and pans and food flying about their heads. The peeler banished another potato, and a different voice yelped in surprise.