No longer the least bit interested in finishing her breakfast, Hermione stood up from the table and immediately went outside. It was likely wiser to wait until it was dark to track down her husband again, but she wanted to talk to him. Was he aware of the reason for Augustus marrying Alecto? She wanted him to know that he was doing what he could to become another person on the inside for their benefit. Considering all that Rodolphus did to Hermione, Augustus wasn't foolish enough to fall into his trap and actually believe his rubbish. At least Hermione didn't think he would. She had to confess that sometimes, especially after thirteen years away from the wizard while he was stuck in France under the Dark Lord's orders, she didn't exactly know the man. Not like she used to. Of course, maybe she never knew him to begin with. Maybe she never knew anyone. Their world wasn't exactly one that was conducive to being entirely open and honest with those in similar circles.