Only half a second after climbing into bed, Hermione straddled her husband's hips. Neither of them minded when she took the lead in the bedroom. It made for a nice change of pace. Lasting just long enough to satisfy their cravings, when it was over, she collapsed onto her husband's chest to catch her breath. Antonin moved them so she was on her normal side of the bed and he could snuggle up behind her. Holding her in his arms, neither one of them rushed to break the stillness with speaking. They had been learning to simply enjoy the silences together when they had the opportunity. Even Hermione had to admit that she was beginning to look forward to those moments when they were alone in bed.