Unable to finish her question, Hermione's stomach twisted into a panicked knot when she couldn't see her son anywhere. He had just been standing next to her on the steps. How could he be gone in just moments? Frantically scanning the large crowd, she couldn't see him anywhere she looked. She wasn't sure what to do. The wards on the bank wouldn't even allow her to enter the front door and even if they did, Antonin was likely already in a cart well on his way to their family vault. Waiting for him to return could be too late. What if Rodolphus seized the opportunity to snatch her son when she wasn't looking?