Hermione found her father and uncle in Rodolphus's study drinking like fish. "Are we celebrating or commiserating?" she asked.  Rabastan continued to stare at the glass in his hands, his face lined with distress. Rodolphus's mouth twitched up briefly at her, "Both, pet. The restoration of our good reputation and the lack of chaos under the new leadership has reminded another family of a martial agreement made two generations ago. The first generation produced only male issue, then we were imprisoned."