When forty-eight hours passed since they received the knock at their door from Hannah with the news that their son had been attacked, Hermione couldn't sit still any longer. Despite the late hour, she knew that if she stayed in the cottage for another second, she would go completely round the bend. Thanks to the magically extended bags that he insisted that she make for every member of their small family, he had no reason to ever return to the cottage. Everything he needed to keep going was tucked away in his pocket.