Hermione knew what she had to do. She couldn’t let herself drown in self-pity, she had to get to work. As soon as the next day she packed the uneaten dinner from yesterday`s dinner and went to where the Azkaban prisoners waiting for trial were supposed to be held. She asked the guards to see her husband, postponing telling Draco`s name out loud for as long as possible, but she still in the end had to admit that he was her husband, so, naturally, she wasn`t allowed to see him, and the food she was ready to give him had soon gone cold.