He ushered her back inside the cottage. Memories of the two nights she spent there flashed through her mind. For the first time since that horrible night Oliver was attacked at Hogwarts, she'd actually believed they would be okay when they were wrapped in each other's arms. Once Antonin was her best friend, the one person she trusted more than any other. How did they get to the place where she didn't even think he wanted her in the same room?