Knock, Knock. Hermione turned over in her bed, surprised to see light pouring in through the open window, "Yeah?" She called, yawning. Much to Hermione's mixed feelings of surprise and nervousness, Remus walked into the room, "Molly says to let you know breakfast will be ready soon," he said to her, from the doorway. Hermione swallowed, looking away and avoiding Remus' eyes. She glanced back at him briefly, noticing for the first time that he was wearing the same clothes as the night before, which was definitely unusual for him, 'He didn't go home,' her conscience informed her once more. Remus raised his eyebrows, seeing her looking. She blushed and looked away, "Erm, okay," She replied, remembering what he had come up to tell her. Feeling moderately surprised, he left the room, a small frown beginning to form on his forehead.

Glancing at the clock, Hermione saw that it was 10am. She hadn't intended to sleep late at all, but then, of course, she hadn't expected to catch Remus and Sirius at 'it' in the kitchen either, had she?

Mentally cursing herself, Hermione hastily got changed out of her pyjamas. When she arrived in the kitchen, she found Ron, Harry, Ginny, Arthur, Sirius and Remus seated around the table. Looking again, Hermione saw there were only two empty seats; one beside Arthur and Ginny, and one between Sirius and Ron, further down the table. "Come on Hermione," Ron called, looking to where she was stood in the doorway. Swallowing, she walked over and took the seat between Ron and Sirius. Almost everyone at the table was watching her take her seat, everyone, that is, except for Remus.

"Wow!" exclaimed Harry, "Hermione, have you slept?" Shrugging, Hermione reached for a piece of toast from the centre of the table, simultaneously as Sirius also went for a piece. Hermione blushed, bringing her hand back, "S-Sorry," she mumbled. Remus gave a meaningful look to Sirius, who nodded in return. At that moment, Molly walked over to the table carrying various breakfast supplements, "Tuck in," she said, as Ron reached over for a huge bun and a slice of bacon. Ginny, rolling her eyes at her brother, sat back waiting for the others to get their food first. In her periphery, Hermione swore she saw Sirius take his own fork over to Remus' mouth who, blushing, ate the piece of sausage from the end obediently. But, when she looked again, the two of them were not even facing each other, and so she wasn't sure if she imagined it.

Once breakfast was over, it was back to tidying the house again. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny remained in the kitchen to clear away the breakfast, whilst Sirius headed upstairs to organise old family heirlooms, accompanied by Remus. The two of them glanced back as they headed upstairs, and Hermione made sure to look away this time, much like Remus had done when she had entered the kitchen earlier.

Hermione and Ginny set to work on cleaning the table and the kitchen surfaces as Ron and Harry washed and dried the pots. Hermione tried to avoid going near the doorway she had seen the two men at last night, but when Ginny handed her a towel for the wash, she had no choice but to head over there. Keeping her eyes away from the exact place the two men were, in case anything had remained, Hermione placed the towel in the wash, and walked back over to the table, looking quite shaken. "Are you alright?" Ginny asked quietly, having noticed Hermione's preoccupation too. Hermione nodded, not sure whether she quite wanted to explain what she had seen the night before. "Just tired, I guess," Hermione replied, before busying herself with cleaning the table, ignoring the concerned glances the others were giving her quite frequently.