Harry kicked the door shut to the office and then sighed heavily, leaning over to put his head in his hands. "Would you think less of me if I confessed that I’m actually somewhat relieved?" When Hermione made no sound he glanced up to find her looking at him with something unreadable in her eyes, something colder than usual but not anger. "Bill and I, we’d talked about what to do with him. We couldn’t let him around the kids and there was only a few weeks left before school let out. He was clearly in no condition to be around them. He wasn’t in any condition to be around anyone, not anymore, and not for some time."