Sounds of multiple figures suddenly popping into existence around her filled the quiet countryside. Based on the sheer number that arrived, it was evident that Antonin was stepping up his efforts to find his wife. He'd brought help. Though it all happened so fast, mere moments really, she was able to look over her shoulder as she spun in place to disappear. Her eyes met her husband's dark brown eyes for the briefest of seconds. Before he could finish calling out her name, Hermione was gone.