To her great surprise, it wasn't a woman that exited the cottage at all. Aberforth Dumbledore stepped outside with all of the confidence of one who didn't believe himself to be in any danger. Her husband was only a step behind him. Neither man seemed angry or combative with the other. Though she was just a short distance away, they lowered their voices as they spoke so she couldn't hear. When they shook hands like old friends, she felt her jaw drop. Just who the bloody hell was on Antonin's side? It seemed like the very last people she'd ever suspect were almost like old friends. She knew he had been meeting with mysterious people when they were still living in the same house. She just didn't know how bizarre it would be to discover who they actually were.