"Absolutely nothing so important that it can't wait, darling," stepping to the side to let the small gaggle of students in Lily beamed at them. "You're just in time for some tea, though I'm afraid if you're hungry you'll have to wait or just find it in yourselves to make do with what's in town." She was fairly well versed in the dietary habits of the average Hogwarts student on a Hogsmeade weekend out, and while (as any mother would) she would prefer Harry to eat his vegetables and not make a meal out of the sweets at Honeyduke's she had also been a teenager at some point and knew better than to believe it always happened like that.

"How's it been then?" Lily asked as she closed the door and herded the gaggle of teenagers through the main room and towards the kitchen of the cottage Minerva had been gracious enough to allow Harry and herself to occupy all these years. "Classes driving everyone up the wall? Binns learned any new teaching styles yet?" Lily had found herself the exception when it came to falling asleep during History of Magic. It was very dryly delivered and no one else could seem to focus on the ghostly professor's droning, but it had ended up one of her favorite classes.

Crossing to her cabinets, she brought out a few more mugs, before sending the teapot floating gently over to the table. "Who's winning the house cup so far?" She asked over her shoulder.