They didn't speak again until they stood outside the familiar door. Hermione could feel her heart beating rapidly against her chest. What if he was strong enough to use Legilimency on her and he could tell that she was lying about her whereabouts the previous year? Or worse, what if he could see what she'd been doing? Occlumency was a skill she'd learned, naturally, but it didn't come easily. She feared that lack of practice would be her downfall. Before she reached for the doorknob to the room she despised, Antonin gently grabbed her arm. She could see the fear present in his eyes too. They both would need to take a moment to calm themselves before they entered or they'd be at risk of exposing their secrets.