He nodded. "I've some experience with warding," he told her. "Though not much." He peered into one of the bedrooms and glanced around. There wasn't much there - a bed and dresser, really, but it was enough. Lord knew he'd lived with less. "I think they ought to refrain from Apparition altogether, don't you? The Ministry can detect magic used in places where it usually isn't. The last thing we need is the Aurors knocking at the door."
And if Aurors were sent to the door, for whatever reason, he could only hope that Tonks was involved. His heart lurched a little at the thought of her, but he swallowed down the emotions that crept up and walked back into the main room, with Fleur.
"No heating charms," he agreed. "Should we provide wood, do you think?" He doubted it would be that hard, and considering the fact that he didn't have a steady job, he was the perfect candidate to get a house in working order. He assumed that was why Arthur had contacted him.
"What's that?" he asked, following her towards the kitchen. "Is it bad?" He came up behind her and peered over the top of her head, thinning his lips. Like the rest of the house, the kitchen needed work. He observed everything from the doorway for a long moment, even as Fleur ventured in and inspected thing further.
"Do you think we ought to appeal to the neighbors?" he asked. "Perhaps tell them that we're considering buying the home as a rental property?" He waited for her to turn around and the lifted his eyebrows. "I wouldn't want them to be too suspicious. We could...ah...pretend to be a married couple."
An apologetic look immediately flickered across his face. That wasn't his thing, pretending to be married - particularly to a woman who was not really his wife - but he wanted to be sure that the witches and wizards staying in the home would have no trouble.