Love also didn't always make sense. Antonin admitted to her once in a drunken stupor that he fell in love with her only days after she moved into his house. The protective instinct he possessed in abundance desired nothing more than to keep her safe and sheltered from the ugliness of the world she was made a part of against her will. Though she didn't know it at the time, it was why he wanted to guard her cupboard. Hadn't her life been turned upside down enough without the fear of additional trauma inflicted upon her? It had been a kind gesture, one she wouldn't have expected out of the fearsome Death Eater notorious for his love of torturing Muggles. When she announced her desire to become a Death Eater herself, he'd begged her to reconsider, promised her that he would keep her safe. She was tired of relying on other people to keep her safe, tired of feeling weak. Becoming a Death Eater and more than just the Dark Lord's prized pet gave her the opportunity to have her own power. She didn't feel weak with his Mark on her arm.