Hermione had so many questions about how her husband fit in with the Resistance, especially once he made the decision to not seek the power of the Dark Lord. Everything changed when he chose to be a simple husband and father. Many of his allies turned their backs on him when he could no longer offer them the same power and influence he could've if he'd ascended to the head of the regime. Knowing that he was willing to work so closely with those who once tried to undermine the regime made her even more curious. If he wasn't seeking power, why were they working together? She feared she would never have the answers to all of the complicated questions. Forced to endure much more of the power struggle and the violence that came with it, she would care even less. Sitting on a beach in Brazil an entire ocean away from all of this rubbish sounded like heaven to her. Was that still possible? She was afraid to even dream.