Hermione didn't think that Aubin would keep Maisie for long. Just long enough for him to get away. Once he was safe, he would probably drop her and run again. The man had no morals or feelings beyond self-preservation. She watched the distraught Ginny pick up the dropped dragon toy. Holding it tightly, she cried without shame. The weight of the silver button in her pocket felt heavy. It wouldn't take long to track him again. But, if she was right, her husband's daughter was still in grave danger. Her choice wasn't easy. After pulling the button out and staring at it, she knew what she had to do.