Shivering, Hermione shrugged off the memories and instead turned to face the living room properly. With bated breath, she waited patiently as Ron's footsteps were heard coming down the hallway from the back bedrooms. As he emerged, her heart leapt, and tears sprang to her eyes. It was like being transported back in time to the first day they'd stepped foot in this flat when they were barely out of the war.