Early afternoon rolled around with Harry, Ginny, Draco, and Hermione lounging around the kitchen. The atmosphere of Grimmauld Place was surprisingly cheery. It seemed that a loving environment was actually doing wonders to brighten the space. Had Hermione noticed a stack of estate agent brochures both muggle and magical shoved into a desk drawer in the library? Yes. Had Sirius explicitly said anything about selling the townhouse? No. Either way she was happy to follow his lead. Remus and Draco had both mentioned the possibility of finding their own place, especially now that Remus had a stable income, and Draco had access to his vaults again, but Hermione was fine where she was, and she had no desires to live apart from Sirius.