Have you ever felt like the entire bleeding world can't function without you?

Three days. I was on holiday for three bleeding days and that's including my travel day. Three days and I get called back in...What bleeding justice is there in the world?

In that time, there managed to be a complete disaster in my department, involving things that I shouldn't talk about. Let's just say that it had to do with my desk and the lack of potions-protecting charms that I foolishly didn't think I would need...

Not only this, but I came home to find out that the water leak at my flat, which my landlord assured me would be taken care of last week, had gotten worse. Brilliant. Cat is not pleased at all. Nearly clawed my face off when I walked in.

Then, on top of everything, I come home to find that the Minstry has lost it's bloody mind. Pardoning fecking Death Eaters is NOT what this country needs. What it needs is be working on ways to prevent what happened ten years ago from ever happening again. History has a way of repeating itself.

I need a fecking drink. Or seven.

I was bloody well better off in Milan.