Hermione and Severus Apparated to just outside the front door to his house.

The street his house was on with was like the house itself: old and creepy. Hermione wrapped her arms around herself, wishing she had more than just the robes they had summoned before coming. She waited for Severus to enter the home and beckon her to follow him with a wave of his hand before entering for the first time.

The room reminded her of him. It was cold, and sparsely furnished, yet it had a dark comfort to it, drawing her inside with the dark legacies.