Just the simple moving of her body changed the entire atmosphere in the room. The air grew thick and tense with something she couldn't quite describe. Antonin's eyes fell to the bare skin of her shoulder exposed when she turned. There was a flicker of desire present in his eyes that she hadn't seen in a long time. Hermione knew it wasn't unreasonable for her husband to expect a renewal of their intimate relations once she was back in their home. It was what normal married couples did, even when they could hardly stand the sight of each other at times. She also knew that if she wanted him to drop his guard around her and give her the information she desired, she would eventually need to give in. While it terrified her in one breath, it excited her in the next. Great passion had always existed between them. It wasn't always a positive experience, but it was there.