Pushing aside the sinking in her gut that he was aware something was off, Hermione kissed him goodbye. Lingering longer than she normally did, but not enough to make their son uncomfortable, Antonin lifted a single eyebrow when she stepped back. He was still staring at her with the quizzical look when she disappeared into the fireplace. Did he have an inkling that that might be the last time she ever saw them? She hoped not.