"Unless you want to," James pointed out. "We'll worry about that when we get to it." He knew he wasn't being fair, because it wasn't likely that he'd be there to support her, but hopefully his dad would protect her choice. "And you never had to leave London. How cool is that?"
James smiled at her. "No, not for the greater good. That's my dad, remember? I have no plans to save the wizarding world."
He nodded. "Yeah, he's a Malfoy, and isn't not that bad, but his whole family supported Voldemort for years, loyal to him. Racist bastards, the lot of them. I'm sure they must hate that he's sick for a Muggle." He grinned. "Well nothing is as bad as crazy werewolves and vampires, but sane ones aren't that bad, and no, none of them are safe per se. Then again, lions aren't safe either, are they?"