He hardly had time to do anything after his words then jolt the pointed end of a wand suddenly pressing hard into his back. Why had he not thought that the owners would come back?! It was their fucking house! Jaw tight and a mental cold sweat chilling him he kept his arms up from the spell casting to show he wasn't up to 'anything' as he tried to calmly breath. "Lee Jordan, I came to help put out the fire." And that was the truth, fucking hell was it the truth as stupid as it was.
When his wand shot out of his hand Lee flinched. Two. Just fucking fantastic. Two. And now he had no wand. "I'm just here to help." Lee said as evenly as possible, watching the fires continue to lick at the building. It was much better, more of it was under control, but it seemed stupid to him that they were going to fight over his existence then put the fire out. Still he wasn't going to say or do anything on the contrary. Verity was there for one, and he wasn't about to get them both in trouble.