Hermione nervously paced the floor. Back and forth. Taking peaks out the open curtains to the outside world. Stealing a look at the clock on the wall to see 12:34. They were now four minutes late.
"Severus do you think something happened?" She yells towards the kitchen where her husband sat reading the paper.
"For the hundredth time, no. They're fine. Now will you stop before you develop a hole in the carpet?" Knowing that he couldn't see Hermione sticks her tongue out and increases the speed. How could he be so calm? What if there were death eater activities?
The Dark Lord was killed years ago and peace and tranquilly seemed in embrace wizardry world; but she always feared it's return. She has seen too much evil and death not to fear it. And with her husband still not forgiven completely by some for his past sins she knew they were always a target if one was looking for one.
Knock-Knock. Hermione whips back to the window and lets out a shout for Severus to come on.
"Merry Christmas mum!" Is greeted as she pulls the door open for their son, daughter-in-law to come in.
"Why do you insist on using the door? You are a wizard after all." Severus inquires after taking the wrapped gifts from his son's arms. Hermione gives her daughter-in-law a hug as they exchange knowing glances. This visit would prove to be another pissing match of who's better, which ways the best between the guys until it the visit was through. Hermione didn't care. Long as she had her family she didn't care. In her years she learned; no matter how cliche' family is most important thing.
"Because I am willing to embrace my muggle roots pa."