As the sun crept its way across the sky, Hermione peered out to the garden surrounding her and Draco's home. It had only been their home for close to two years and they were still making small adjustments to truly make it theirs. The cottage sat on the edge of a forest clearing with a decadent view to the nearest shore, where Hermione could just glimpse a white beach - if she looked close enough. It was much too small for anything Draco had lived in before - which he had made perfectly clear on numerous occasions while they had been looking for a place to live - but it was also much bigger than anything Hermione had ever lived in before. In that sense, they had agreed to both compromises for this size of a house. With time, Hermione had found it to be just perfect for her and Draco.