The moment Hermione entered their apartment, something inside Harry settled further. After his childhood and being on the run for the year before, Harry wasn't exactly a deep sleeper. Unless of course he was in the middle of a nightmare. The moment she opened his bedroom door and join him on the bed, he was already slowly waking up.

Harry smiled and slowly opened his eyes, turning so he could wrap his arm around her. "Welcome home," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. There was so much to tell her - all of which happened hours before - but for a moment, he was content to just have her there. He was also careful to not wake up Draco.