One night turned into a day and then into another night. Hermione found herself in no hurry to rush off. The moment she was back outside she would have to return to the uncertainty of their world. Even just the thought made her physically exhausted. Antonin didn't push her out the door either. Indeed, every time she even hinted she wanted to get out of bed he would wrap his arms around her and hold her tightly until she laughed and begged him to release her with promises she would return. It was what she assumed newly married couples in love did on their honeymoon. For the briefest of moments, she almost felt normal.