Hermione was still working. It wasn't much different than when she worked at the Ministry. The difference was that now she brought her work in their rooms so she could spend some time with her family.
She reached the room with a stack of papers with her, but when she saw Hugo in the room, studying, she decided that work could wait a while. She put her papers on the coffee table and sat down next to her son.
She knew better than to hug and kiss him in public. Teenage boys were so easily embarrassed, but they weren't in public, and things were hardly normal. She put an arm around him and smile. "So, how is my favourite son?" she asked with a smile.