Hermione nodded slowly, head buried in Fleur’s neck, soft kisses being placed there. "It was very cosy. The living room was combined with the kitchen. I used to sit in front of the fire when I was younger while my mother made dinner. There’s two bedrooms. I used to crawl into my mother’s bed when I had nightmares and she would always welcome me - even when Skadi got big and used to crawl in too. She used to hang our meat out to dry in the backdoor while she gardened."