The casual use of her nickname for Augustus made Hermione very angry. No one called him that but her. What sort of sick game was Alecto playing and why was Augustus allowing it? Sensing that his wife was growing steadily more infuriated as the moments progressed, Antonin placed a supportive arm around her waist. It helped calm her only slightly. She took a deep breath to keep from storming down the staircase to rip the bitch's head off of her neck with her bare hands. Maybe she'd been wrong earlier about her desire to fight.