"I can't help it, all these people who would've never given me another thought, suddenly this party will be all that's on their lips, it'll get people thinking, questioning, talking," he said with a grin. Theodore paused thinking at her question, normally he would've passed off some lie but Padma deserved his true opinions. "I'm not really sure, but I wouldn't be suprised, frankly I'll be lucky if I make it through the night without getting arrested," he paused glancing around them, but people seemed distracted enough, "The ministry put me through hell and back over my father's funeral and frankly I had to jump through quite a few hoops to get all the muggle stuff in here. I wouldn't be surprised if they rescinded my permits and hauled me off."
"Whether it's meant to cause trouble doesn't matter, it's the thought, what is our government doing to us?" he said with a frown, "What should they be allowed to do to us for our own safety?" Theodore shrugged and glanced away, furious once more at the thought of his father's bruises, the spells, the carefully cleaned flat. He turned back to Padma offering an arm, "Now, you're going to ruin the fun. Tonight's about teasing the Ministry, a thorn in the lion's paw. It should be fun, if all goes as planned."