Unable to sit still thinking about the possibility that what they'd fought so hard for all of those years would be for nothing, Hermione dropped Antonin's hands and stood to her feet. She was a nervous bundle of energy. It was even more imperative that she get Aberforth released. When the violence began, she wanted to be far away. Before she could take a step away, Antonin’s hand caught her gently by the waist. He covered his lips with hers. Lasting only a moment, it helped calm her somewhat.