Hermione opened her eyes slowly. The sunlight poured through the window unceremoniously. Like every morning, it took her but a moment to be up and about. She quickly showered, dressed and headed downstairs, not sparing a passing thought to why Severus wasn't in bed.
When she got into the kitchen she headed straight for the coffee pot and poured herself a cup.
Severus was sitting at the table reading the Daily Prophet. "You're up early," she observed as greeting.
"You slept peacefully last night," he commented from behind the paper.
"I did," she realized, and she couldn't remember her dreams from the night before.