Scanning the back garden for anyone who might mean them harm, Ron relaxed when he realized she was indeed alone. Stepping back from the door, he invited her inside. It felt strange being there in his home for the first time. There were days in her past when she dreamed of a life where they shared a home together. Foolish dreams of a child really, but powerful nonetheless. The homey smell of baked apples and the leftover scent of the family's breakfast reminded her a great deal of his childhood home. Many nights her dreams were filled with memories of the Burrow.