"I was an Auror before, though. Remember? When we met?" she urged him to think back to years before. The Quidditch World Cup when the events steering them careening in the direction of this continued war had begun. "What I did was dangerous then. I'm just... resuming it."
When Remus mentioned Snape Dora shook her head. "I know he was. But I'm not planning on years, either. And I'll inform Percy of that, I will. You don't have to do anything, Remus. Hell, if I'm not able to come up with a convincing cover, then I'm not going anywhere, you know. There're a lot of variables here. I wouldn't be too worried just yet," she said with a sigh.
"I wanted you to know, because I do care what you think. I'm not going immediately, either. I'd not do that... marry you, and then run off to the Death Eaters."