The article for the daily prophet and witch weekly was finished and submitted along with a photo of the three of them being the picture of a content little family, Draco looking down at her lovingly while Scorpius clapped happily in her lap. Hermione set a still version aside to frame for her parents. The rest of the day consisted of the mundane tasks of moving in for Hermione. By the end of the day her room at the manor was a disaster, and all she wanted was a cup of tea and a book to lose herself in. She finally asked Binxley about the potions journals and soon found herself ensconced in a corner of the library she hadn’t explored yet- Snape’s private library had indeed been brought to the Manor at some point, though whether preceding his death or after it she didn’t know. 