Ginny sighed, her shoulders heavy with worry. She knew without being told that that was the truth. If whatever she had with Antonin was more than just meaningless sex, she would've already learned that he desired more children, a larger family. Hermione watched her as she considered her options. Rarely had she ever seen the younger witch so nervous and unsure of herself. Once she passed through the awkwardness of her third year, Ginny had been nothing but confident.