Antonin wanted more children more than he wished to breathe at times. That had never been a secret. How many times had he mentioned over the years that he thought their family wasn't finished? That he hoped they could one day add a daughter to it? He would never have said "no" to another son, of course, but he longed for a daughter. One that looked just like her mother. Even if he'd resigned himself to the harsh reality that that was never likely to happen, Hermione knew that he still felt the same way.