"You are not being paranoid. Nutters run the country. And I'm so sorry, Fleur," Tonks offered sympathy in hand with her frank assessment, leaning forward with a little effort to put her hand on the other witch's shoulder.
"You could go to our Healer? Maybe she'd sympathize... vouch for you."
Tonks wasn't sure, though. She and Remus were careful never to go together, and she doubted the Healer knew she was carrying anything other than your typical Halfblooded child. Tonks had been too frightened for the baby even to have gone looking exactly like herself, and she'd given a different name.