Hermione's restless mind kept her from going to bed with Antonin. Long after their conversation ended and he fell into a deep sleep that only too much alcohol could induce, she sat up thinking about the precarious situation she'd allowed herself to become a part of. Part of her missed the days when she was so out of her mind with potions that she didn't even have the mental capacity to think too hard about anything. Certainly she'd worried a lot less back then.