Antonin's hand fell to his side taking his wand with it. Unable to look at his wife for another moment, he turned away to stare at an empty frame on the wall. Too late Hermione realized she didn't check for nosy paintings. The details of their fight would be spread throughout the painted inhabitants of the castle in no time. She didn't have the energy within her to care any longer. The only opinion that mattered to her belonged to the man who could no longer look her in the eye.