Hermione found that there were certain disadvantages to being shorter than her husband. The most annoying among those being that Viktor would try to sneak snacks from her secret stash without her noticing. She most certainly did notice.
But when he helped her reach a book from tall shelves in the store, or hide Christmas presents from everyone, she found that she didn't mind as much. She enjoyed it more than she would admit to.
She watched him sneak furtive glances around the kitchen. Obviously he didn't see her, since he wandered over to the cupboard where she kept the biscuit tins.
"And what do you think you're doing?" she asked. Her tone was a lot softer than her words.
"Hermione," he said in shock. "I did not see you there."
Obviously not, she thought. But instead she smiled. "Are you hungry? I can get you something better than biscuits."
"I am not that hungry," Viktor said to his wife. "Just wanted something small to eat before brushing my teeth."
Hermione laughed at that and hugged him, watching him closely so he only took one biscuit out of the tin, instead of the three or four he normally tried to sneak.
Sometimes him being tall could be frustrating. But sometimes it gave her things to laugh about.