You know it's raining outside (according to Magical Maintenance anyway) but I still feel unbelievably cheerful. You know, I wouldn't care if that disgusting hobo whose always hanging around outside the Ministry came up and licked me today - that is how happy I feel.
Now really, with all this doom and gloom around, isn't that a marvel. Anyone in the mood for something vitalising in the Leaky Cauldron? And I really mean anyone, anyone at all. Today, everyone is agreeable.
Meadows is dead. You need look no further for the cause of my lively spirits. And Bellatrix was humiliated. Completely. Brilliant. I wish I'd been there. Would you believe that apparently the little bitch actually attacked The Dark Lord with an ornament! Really, the absolute base stupidity is incredible. I haven't seen Shacklebolt so far today, but if he's in, I intend to flash him my most brilliant smile.
Merlin, I have no idea why this delights me so much - I certainly wasn't so pleased to hear that the Prewetts had died. I think it must be Bellatrix's humiliation, it just sets the whole thing off beautifully.