Every single person who helped Hermione would end up the same. Of that, she had no doubt. Her husband was a jealous and proud man. He wouldn't stop searching for her until he found her and either killed her or dragged her back to the prison that was their home in Hogsmeade. Which was the worst of the two punishments remained to be seen. Whoever stood in his way of fulfilling his goal would find themselves in similar circumstances to the Jordans. She couldn't afford to accept any help. Not from anyone. Not from Alecto. Or Augustus. Not even from a kind Muggle living alone on a farm with her dog. Hermione's presence was as good as a death sentence.