"It is not." Severus sounded slightly more testy than was perhaps merited, but Lovegood's way of trotting out old witches' tales and pure stories had always been hard to suffer even in the best of moods. He was not in the best of moods. "If you'd like to try to fight your way out with a bit of broken plate, you have my blessing. So long as I'm not the one to clean up the mess." In truth, he wasn't sure how much he ought to be concerned about the girl. She was not, as far as he could tell, essential ... which didn't bode well for her safety, but might mean she could count on being forgotten sooner rather than later. And the basement of Grimmauld Place was far from the worst place to ride things out, even if the company was wretched.