"I know," he said making a face. "I like my hair as is, and I don't get confused with all the rest." He didn't mention that as much as he hated the press and fame that came with it, he thought of himself as a Potter. "Yes, knowing that everyone is okay helps." Sirius helped, too.
"I don't think it's a matter of allowing you. I doubt the Ministry cares enough if one Muggle dies. It's that we don't want you dead," he said with his usual honesty.
"We'll come up with something. They can change his memory, make him think that you died or something, car accident with Toby? Create a tomb and you're set. We could probably stage one or something else, give them some closure," he said. "I don't know, Allison. I don't think we've ever had a Muggle living with us. My aunt Audrey is in the Wizengamot. That's our court, and she's a lawyer. You should talk to her."