Hermione looked at her wife. The blonde looking far too innocent to actually be innocent.
Hermione looked at where their cottage SHOULD be.
Hermione looked at her wife.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'OUR HOUSE RAN AWAY'!?"
Fleur held her hands up in a calming manner. "Well we've been living here for some time now. And with my unique Veela magic and your stronger than average magical core, it's only natural that over the years our home has absorbed a lot of the excess energy, become somewhat sentient, and went for a bit of a wonder."
Hermione felt her eye twitch. "That's not a 'natural' thing that happens Fleur!"
"Well it is now."
Hermione sighs.
