It was more solid of a plan than hers to just sit there waiting to be found. She could hear the pounding of her heart in her ears as he made his way to the front door. With a loud growl he opened the door and demanded his visitor tell him what the meaning of his interruption was. Hearing the familiar cadence of Antonin's voice terrified Hermione down to her very core. What was he doing there? Had he discovered her hiding place?