Though he said it was a chuckle, Hermione knew that it was a sore subject with her husband. From all accounts, his Fawley grandparents were unkind and miserable people. She was thankful that Antonin never asked her to go with him to visit while they were alive. Most of their wrath seemed to be directed at their eldest grandson, as if it was his fault that he was conceived when their proper Pureblood daughter drank too much and allowed herself to be seduced by the Russian wizard they never cared for. Some of the stories that he would tell about the Fawleys, including his own mother, were terrible. Even during the worst parts of their marriage when she all but hated Antonin, she hated his relatives more for being so cruel. When he was dragged off to Azkaban, the shame supposedly led to his grandfather's fatal heart attack. Or at least that's what his grandmother would say to guilt him up until the very day that she died just weeks after Oliver was born. Not even the sight of her first great-grandchild gave the terrible woman any joy right before she passed.