Slytherins! They really loved theatrics. He might be bi, but every single Slytherin he knew was a drama queen and his father was not the exception.
"Of course Andromeda is coming," he said. "And we don't need to pack a great deal. As long as we have change for a few day." He called Pipsy. "Pack up my research, everything in the blue room upstairs. Do not take the trophy out, bring everything to Hogwarts and give it to Alastor. No one else. Tell him that I'll explain later. Don't waste time, I need you to take us someplace."
He threw the napkin on the table and stood up. "We'll go do our own packing in the meantime, and I have a house we can stay. No one will find us there." God, he can't believe what he was about to do, but he doubted that anyone even knew that the Pucey heir had a house in the middle of Muggle London or that the two of them were involved. "We can leave as soon as Pipsy is back."