"Right. Talk about your obvious questions," she said sheepishly, rolling her eyes at her own mistake. "I only just noticed the fliers. I haven't left our house much, and I'd heard about them, but today was the first time I'd seen them hanging."
She adjusted her hold on the mat as the road begin to incline. "I... could help with the Death Eaters. Maybe. Obviously I don't have to be the most recognizable person ever, you know. And I've the experience, at least. I could probably leave lesson plans for someone else to take for me while I got a bit more involved here. It might be... fun." It seemed to be the opperative word of the day and she gave a small smile as she said it.
"With Kingsley..." she bit her lip. "Aye, you're right. The help's needed."