Careful not to jostle the sleeping man, Hermione slid out of his embrace. She stopped before she went any further just to make sure the sudden change didn't wake him out of his deep slumber. Their activities the night before had been exhausting to say the least. A small smirk crept up on her lips at the flash of memories. One night stands could be enjoyable, if done correctly. There had been a time in her life when she hadn't hesitated to jump in the bed of an attractive man, wizard or Muggle, who smiled at her in just the right way for no other reason than it was simply fun to do so. It had been a diverting way to keep her mind off of the unpleasantness of the rest of her life. And besides, she knew how much it bothered Antonin that she would climb in a stranger's bed, but kept her distance from his. Annoying and frustrating him was simply another perk.