Sure, he was married and even had three or four children of his own being brought up in the perfect image of a Dark Lord loving family. His wife was one of those long-suffering creatures resigned to the fact that her life would never be exciting or fulfilling. At grand parties whenever Rabastan was required to make it seem like he was a devoted family man for the esteem of the regime, Hermione avoided the boring Mrs. Lestrange. Just because she pitied the woman her lot in life didn't mean that she was interested in being her friend. Especially not since it was an open secret that the two Co-Heads of the Intelligence Division had been having a sexual affair for years. That made for awkward conversations over champagne and canapés.