In the lull, the warmth of the quiet in Tyb's room, Elsie felt, for the first time in a while, perfectly at ease. Their steady breathing and the feeling of his heartbeat against hers was enough to dull the outside world and push their immediate issues to the background, fading away to worry about another time.

She'd closed her eyes in the peace, a smitten sort of smile curling her lips and if she'd been allowed to stay like that much longer she probably would have fallen asleep.

"The library was a given," She mused, leaning back to study him for a moment while she gathered her thoughts. "Something small, a cottage perhaps, probably won't need too much room." Plus, realistically, they wouldn't be able to afford much bigger. The subject of children hadn't really come up, other than she assumed they would have a couple at the very least and he had mentioned a family here and there. Still a cozy little place to call their own was all she really wanted.

The broader image in her mind wasn't as clear as the feeling she wanted it to have and some of the tiny details that popped into her mind. "Brooms stuffed in the corners, books on every shelf. Warm and cozy inside. A little garden outside for both flowers and vegetables. Room to play. I've always wanted a swing in the yard." They hadn't had the room in Liverpool. Here she'd been off to Hogwarts as soon as they're moved in and then felt embarrassed to ask, feeling like she was a little too old for it.