While she wasn’t particularly thrilled at the potential implications, she knew logically the risks were easily mitigated. There was simply no need for Harry and Draco to rush home. She had intricate wards at home and the hospital had its own security systems in the laboratories (more to protect the property than the people, but effective regardless). There was a very limited window of vulnerability that could easily be corrected by traveling by Floo or Apparition. If, and that was a serious if, this was a real threat, it could be controlled. But nothing she messaged him between the time he hung up the phone and the moment they winked into existence in the apartment fifteen minutes later had convinced him. In fact, he hadn’t even responded to a single one of her messages, choosing to just appear instead. She supposed it was his apartment, he could appear in it whenever and however he chose. 