Arthur was very aware of that. Even back when the Ministry was all out of sorts, he had an inkling that anything could happen in the blink of an eye to change things and--now it had. It wasn't to them or to their boys, no, but it didn't change anything. They were still affected, they still had to do something...their security and comfort had been breached, compromised. And all because of what, some silly scuffle about blood lineage? It was the most mundane, ridiculous thing to be so caught up on and yet...
He wrapped his arms around her, resting his head against hers. "No, we're not. The wards can only do so much for so long," he murmured, adding reinforcing the protections on the house to his list of things to do that afternoon. Make it untraceable, unplottable, anything. "I think...we should work on putting up more security. I'd rather be safe than sorry..."
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