After the Easter holidays began, Albert had stayed at Rose Manor, enjoying some time alone with Isobel.
As for why he had not remained in Hogsmeade, it was mainly because, as the Secret-Keeper, Albert would be exposed to security risks if he stayed there too long.
As for the approaching N.E.W.Ts, Albert was not worried. Isobel had experienced them herself, and her exam experience could be of great help to Albert. Besides, Albert was not afraid of exams in the first place. Given his own abilities, there would certainly be no problem with the practical portions. As for the written exams, he had to thank the Skill Panel for granting him such a powerful memory.
However, Albert was not as relaxed as he appeared. He had never underestimated Lord Voldemort or the Death Eaters, nor did he want to become one of the unlucky ones like the Potters.
There was never anything wrong with staying alive.
"What are you busy with?"
Having just come out of the laboratory, Albert saw Isobel directing the House-elves in the kitchen. They seemed to be making Easter eggs, their chocolate-and-sugar-coating shells resembling dragon eggs.
"Easter eggs!"
Isobel displayed the results of her morning's work before Albert, wearing an expression that practically begged him to praise her.
"They look great."
Albert examined the Easter eggs, picked up a scrap, and chewed it. Then he smiled, wrapped an arm around the girl's slender waist, and said, "But having you make Easter eggs for me feels a little strange."
"Strange?" Isobel tilted her head and looked at Albert. "No one should be sending you Easter eggs this year, right?"
"That's true, but you sending me Easter eggs makes me feel like some little kid who still needs Easter eggs." Albert bit through the sugar coating and suggested,