She sighed. How could she possibly answer that without getting too complicated? Nothing was ever very simple in her life. Considering her words before she replied, she couldn't help but smile when Oliver hooked his arm with hers. Their relationship was slowly developing. It crept along at a snail's pace, but there was a definite improvement from where it had been even since she returned to Hogsmeade on his twelfth birthday. As strange as it still was, Hermione discovered she rather enjoyed her son's company.