That's exactly what I fear, she thought to herself, but merely took a sip of her tea, knowing better then to voice such a thought. "Not to underestimate your surely large knowledge of his pack-" okay no really she didn't trust that any further then she could throw this woman, "but there is the chance of spies, I had one-" she didn't like to think of Ulysses, but he was a good example. "He was a regular at the clinic for over 9 months, no one, including myself, who do throughly checks, knew he was a spy for the Death Eaters- and yet he was..." She put the cup down towards her lap, "I have children now Ms Umbridge, you could understand my want to keep them out of danger, yes?" She said softly, hoping a mother's concern would do something.
"And with the muggles, they may be able to see it, that still does not explain how they would find it, even know of it... Many aren't even sure what has happened to them yet. Muggles do not believe in werewolves..." She done research, read on muggle werewolves and how they took the information...
However, she couldn't even throw off the last concern when the breath was literally knocked out of her by Umbridge's last words. The threat.
A few months ago she would have told the woman to bugger off, to fuck herself plainly- she had had Kingsley as a back up, a steady hand and the knowledge that her children- their children- would not be left alone...but now...
She put her shaky hands in her lap and looked straight at the woman that she was coming to hate more and more at each passing second. "I'm not," she kept her tone respectful, something almost bordering timid, "saying I cannot handle it, or won't do it ma'am..." her tongue felt two sizes to big, but she couldn't lose her Clinic, someone else might abuse- they wouldn't know, she'd worked so hard... "I am just bringing up some of my concerns... I am sorry if it seems anything else."