At the sound of her alarm blaring, Hermione rolled over on her side to shut it off. A pleasant ache in her body reminded her of the delightful end to her anniversary celebration the night before. Antonin had been insatiable. She teased her husband more than once during their exertions that he must have imbibed some kind of performance enhancing potion. He'd only laughed and plucked another delightful chord from her primed body. Perhaps the chef added a few special ingredients to his dishes to assist the couple in enjoying a night they'd remember. Certainly Hermione couldn't imagine forgetting any part of it any time soon.