*strides in to his office, tossing yesterday's Prophet on to his desk on his way over to the window enchantment*
She's no longer at St Mungo's. They won't tell me a thing. *runs a hand across his face* Not that that really matters, seeing as they refused to tell me anything for the past week, ever since Amelia owled me about what happened early Sunday morning.
I just want to know how she is, and all I have to go on is rumour and-*glares over at the paper lying on his desk*-that tripe.
...'causing considerable damage'...
*turns back to the window enchantment* I refuse to believe it.
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