It had been foolish to trust the wizard. Especially after collapsing into her most weakened state. He could have poisoned her or incapacitated her to a dangerous degree. Hermione was humiliated that anyone had to witness her when she was confused. Knowing that Draco Malfoy, of all the people in the world, saw it firsthand enraged her. It was bad enough that the episodes of disorientation happened at all. She loathed when they'd occurred in the privacy of her own home with her husband the only one present. Even knowing that Antonin would be in just as much danger from outside enemies if it was discovered the extent of the damage to her mental faculties that a life filled with violence and degradation brought upon her, she didn't want him to see her at her worst. Those moments shifted the power of their relationship even further to his side than it already was.