In almost an exact repeat of the day before, Ron met her at the kitchen door and led her inside to the table. He seemed pleased that she was there, if a little surprised. Begging her forgiveness, he excused himself for a minute or two to speak to his wife in the other room. Hermione sat at the table, staring at the kitchen cupboards and hoping that she wasn't about to be attacked by either of the Lestrange brothers. When Ron returned with the same warm grin plastered across his fact that she remembered from their youth, she calmed down significantly. She really didn't want to believe that he wished her any harm.