She and Lucio had gone to the kitchen for a quick snack before coming outside. Hermione, usually not one to eat in excess, had taken an extra helping of what remained from that day's breakfast and ate it quickly. Though she might not be pregnant she had to give the appearance of it some way or another. Casting an illusion charm over her stomach might work to convince passerby, but not her husband—especially not with that appetite of his, and those hands that seemed drawn like magnets to her body. He would be able to feel the difference at once. So she ignored the fact that she was not hungry and ate until her plate was clear, hoping that a little extra weight would be convincing enough.