Author's Note/ Disclaimer
Second part. Includes omelets and mail. I own none of the characters , but I do like reviews. Enjoy…
Part Two
On the fifth day, he finally managed to get up before she did.
He transfigured the bed in the middle of her living room back into a couch, folded the blankets neatly, and went to work.
She looked surprised, and mildly amused, to see him standing in the kitchen over a frying pan, spatula in hand.
"Omelets?"
"You didn't think a former potions master could cook?"
"I never said that." She moved to grab a mug out of the cupboard.
"Your expression said enough. There's coffee already made."
She snorted and poured them both a cup, handing him one before she padded off to get the mail.
They sat at the small table, like they did every morning. And Severus read the Daily Prophet while Hermione went through the mail, occasionally reading parts of a letter from an Order member or friend out loud.
It was an agreeable arrangement.
"McGonagall has asked you to rejoin the staff at the beginning of term, they're still in need of a potions master. And there's a letter from Remus saying that if you need a place to stay, he has an extra room. You know, in case you got tired of the sofa." She handed him the letter and he looked it over.
"He probably doesn't realize that it turns into a much nicer bed than he could possibly afford for his extra room." He scowled.
She snatched the letter away from him. "He was only offering help Severus."
"No matter, my few belongings are already here anyway. And start of term is only two weeks from now. So unless you wish me to leave, I'm quite content to stay."
Something inside her felt glad he had chosen to her over Remus.
"Of course, you're always welcome to stay."