Après Moi, Le Deluge

Rumours abound in the Prophet this week, eh? Secret delegations meeting in the dead of night in the ruins of Hogwarts, petitioning the Wizengamot and Minister for an audience, and taking blood oaths in the Forbidden Forest under the full moon -- well, maybe it wasn't that exciting. But still! I think I could have a career with Witch Weekly with that sort of rag-writing skill.

Who knew I could draft anything other than boring legislation about werewolves!

[Added later, during an office meeting]

To Do:
- Pick up yoghurt, milk, cereal
- Hang up wash
- Make up lie about love life for mum so she'll stop telling me I work too much
- Maybe get a love life, if I have time

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father.
Run for your children and your sisters and brothers.
Leave all your love and your loving behind.
You can't carry it with you if you want to ( survive. )