( It's been a busy day. )

( I really bungled that, but I’m not sure how I could have avoided it. )

I am home at last. I had two minutes to say good-bye to Roy before he went off to school which was more than any of the other children he was with got, but then, I didn't actually do anything, either. Except run a disorderly house, which is a euphemism I truly loathe as my house is a good deal more orderly than most people's ( Read more... )

I've been as co-operative as I can possibly be, and I don't know what else I can do to make that point clear. If I were cynical like Damien or--whatever it is that Maya was, I'd suspect maybe this has more to do with the amount of business Lavinia Scalara lost to me than it really does with anything else. Figuring out that her house was really a ( Read more... )

I would really prefer not to believe that Endymion sent the Aurors to my house, no matter what my brother says. But someone sent them here.

Gilderoy is understandably upset.

I'm more upset that he's telling his mirror about it, as if it were Maya.

As if he thinks she would do something.