"Draco, angel. I thought we moved past this. You gave up so much for the privilege of that name." His hand invaded her space again, tracing her brow and the line of her cheekbone, seemingly blind to Hermione’s recoiling. "And you  are  home. This is where you belong now. You’re bound to this realm—to  me. If you’d simply asked, I’d have explained why I had no concern showing you the Gate."