"You're my wife, I won't leave without you." His voice was full of arrogant possessiveness.
"Severus, go home. To your home." Hermione shook her head and continued to walk deeper into the woods, and farther away from him.
"My home?" he questioned. She could hear his voice growing slightly louder, so proving he was following her.
"Yes, your home. Not mine. Yours. Make sense?" she asked sarcastically.
"Hermione," he started.
She swung around angrily. "Don't 'Hermione' me. You hurt me. Physically hurt me." She took a few steps back realizing she was so close to him. "I'm scared of you."