As she walked the familiar path to her office, she thought over the events of the previous twenty-four hours. Something shifted in her relationship with her husband after their moment in the kitchen. She wasn't sure the extent to how that would change her life, but she knew that it would, at least for the short-term. They weren't able to sit down and really have a long talk like they probably should. Antonin was very mysterious about why he needed to leave the house soon after waking. He didn't return until long after Hermione was in bed. Though she heard him tiptoe in, she pretended to still be asleep. They could have their big discussion later. If she was lucky, she could get Aberforth released from his cell, out in the free world, and she could run again before they had to have an uncomfortable chat.