The tension in the air grew thick around them as it always did every time they skirted around discussions about their true feelings. Antonin was a difficult man, a dangerous man, but he hadn't held back since she returned to Hogsmeade about how he felt for her. Not since the night he walked up behind her in the kitchen and made her a promise that he would spend the rest of his life trying to make up to her for his failures as a husband. She allowed herself to believe him too. Even knowing that traveling down that road left her open for all sorts of pain and heartache, she found herself interested in the journey. Maybe it wouldn't end in the failure that she always imagined it would.