All pity and disgust for Ginny's current plight flew out of her head with the clear warning about her own son. There were no lows that Rodolphus wouldn't hesitate to stoop to if it produced the results he desired. He had never had any strong feelings for her son except for annoyance and possibly disdain. Children were best, in his eyes, pushed away to be cared for by the house-elves until they were adults. Any time Oliver made the innocent mistake of entering a room that he was in, Rodolphus" lip would curl up. No, she knew exactly how far the evil man would go. With a bright smile that would've served to enhance his handsome features when she wasn't afraid of him, Rodolphus loomed over Hermione, removing most of the personal space between their bodies. She feared to take a breath.