"Well, she's only here about once every five years," Hermione stated without further clarification as her family rarely got together like this. Something she was rather pleased about as they could be quite catty.
Instead of leading Ron back through the living room she guided him into the kitchen where she could grab her extra jacket off the back hook. "We'll be back shortly," she informed her mother who simply gave a knowing smile and assured them that dinner could wait as Hermione went ahead and pushed the door open allowing them to be accosted by the chill in the night air.