"Molly," Hermione sighed and rubbed tiredly at her eyes before waving her wand and sending the dishes flying into the sink. Dinner had been a quick thing, Molly dropping in unexpectedly. She’d not planned on doing much and had to scramble to provide anything her mother-in-law would consider close to a meal. The effort after the long day of work was nearly too much. "The children are at Hogwarts. It hardly matters if I work 10 hour days or 14. They aren’t here. Ron’s not here. It’s just me and Crooks and trust me, my cat’s gotten too old to want to play for hours on end. He just wants fed and to be left alone in his warm bed. Come to think of it, that’s pretty much all I want too."