He could see the huge, squashy sofas in the sitting room; and the big, oak table with space to fit all of their loved ones in the formal dining room; and the light, airy breakfast nook in the corner of what was, basically, Remus’ dream kitchen. The layout of the house seemed perfect for them. Each room flowed so perfectly to the next. The master bedroom was on the first floor, so he wouldn’t even have to climb up a flight of stairs when his knee was acting up. 