Finding Relief

**ONE-SHOT** "I have to be getting home," Hermione said when she was dressed as she slipped her feet back into her shoes. "Yeah, before your bloody husband notices," Thorfinn said, smirking. "Like he'd notice?" Antonin complained. "He's probably already in bed and snoring like he usually is when you come home late. Meanwhile, I lie awake and miss you every night you."