In an attempt to try to get comfortable enough to fall asleep, she turned on her side again. The light from a lamppost outside on their quiet street fell over her sleeping husband. All thoughts of Draco were temporarily pushed to the back of her mind to focus on Antonin instead. Back in Hogsmeade for almost a month, she knew that he was giving her the space he assumed she needed. Besides the moment in the kitchen that was interrupted by Corban and an innocuous kiss here and there, he'd hardly touched her. It was most unlike him and definitely out of his character to be so considerate.