"All right then, Dr. Granger, if you'd care to join me in the garden." Draco offered the older woman his arm, which she took with a raised eyebrow and a grin at her daughter. Hermione laughed and collected the bread that her mother had brought, then waved her wand and set the house to rights. Jean watched as the windows closed themselves, the cups and tea things floated back to their places or to the sink and the stool her mother had just been sitting on drew itself under the counter, "I'll never get over how magic takes care of the little things." She said with a sigh. Hermione followed Draco and her mother out and locked the door behind her, Crookshanks had a cat door so she didn't have to worry about whether he was trapped in the house or not. 