Zacharias gave her a look. "You all should be very thankful if I did...only I won't." At least he didn't think he would. He certainly hoped he wouldn't. He'd have to tell Susan to make sure he kept from doing anything ridiculous like that.
"Hardly," he said, nose wrinkling. "Just...not here...so much." Still vague. It wasn't like Hermione would look down on him for living in Muggle London. Sure, he wasn't about to show her his bleeding flat--He wasn't about to show anyone his flat, really--but he also didn't feel like explaining. "I've been on the other side of the looking glass..."