She rubbed at her eyes, cursing the imperfections of her confusing thoughts. More flashes in her mind of other visits to her childhood home. Antonin was always there and their son was in various stages of development. Were they real? And if they were, how was it even possible? Her husband loathed Muggles. Believed they were of no value whatsoever. She'd witnessed him strike an innocent down many times for no other reason than he was bored or they crossed his path. Making an exception for his hatred simply because they were his in-laws hardly made any sense.