"Floo - Ron will have evacuated the entirety of Knockturn Alley as a minimum," he said confidently, "possibly the nearest shops in Diagon Alley as well. Safer to just floo to the Leaky Cauldron and walk," he gulped the rest of his tea and vanished the cup, eyeing the worried frown at Draco’s brow - he cast a strong privacy charm, "What are you thinking then? Must be bad, going by the constipated look on your face," Draco rolled his eyes.