It didn’t take long for Harry to get home. The Floo roared to life at 2:15, shortly after his show had ended. She heard the light  thunk  of his shoes being removed in the entryway. His gentle steps as he came up the stairs, each step intentional so as to not cause a loud creak. And when she heard his hand land on the doorknob and turn, she took a deep breath and waited for the door to open. 