He laughed as he held out her chair. There was no chance that he was going to let her pass him by without them having the conversation he'd been waiting for. Knowing that she wasn't going to win that fight, Hermione took a seat with a heavy sigh. If she had to be there, at least she wouldn't have a good attitude about it. He didn't deserve her to be at her most pleasant and charming. Not when she was exhausted and weary down to her very bones of the situation she found herself in. Would there ever be a moment in her life when she could just take a deep breath without fear or worry or concern that she was in danger? Probably not.