So excited was he about the potential for violence, Antonin didn't even notice how wide-eyed his son grew. Tucked away in the corner by the fireplace with one of his new school books, Hermione wasn't certain that her husband was aware that Oliver was even in the room. There wasn't excitement on her son's face. No, nothing but sheer terror marred his features. What he must have been imagining had to have been frightening. She tried to catch Antonin's eye to silently plead with him to stop, but he was too happy about the idea of fighting in another war to notice.