"If you never leave, you’ll always wonder, curious little angel that you are. I don’t need to control you like they do, Hermione. You deserve a choice—a real one, not coerced like it was when you forfeited your true name and bound yourself to me." He smirked at the memory as she flushed. "And even if they welcome you back into the Order, those feathery bastards can’t keep you, not without giving up an ounce of their coveted, precious control."