When it was clear that she arrived in an empty home again, Hermione decided to stretch her legs. An entire day stuck behind the desk in her office made for stiff joints and pudgy stomachs. Even when they weren't actually speaking, Antonin made certain that he prepared a large meal for her every night since she'd returned. He didn't like to see how skinny she'd become. It was a frequent complaint of his when she worked too much in the past and forgot to eat. She used to accuse him, primarily in jest, of wanting her to balloon up to at least thirty-five stone just so he could always be positive that she wasn't warming some other wizard's bed.