Hestia could not believe...well, that was an untruth. She could believe...but the audacity of the woman. 'Service to the community' her ass. She was being used, and attempted to be manipulated, she ran the Werewolf Clinic- the buggering of a woman hated- despised half-breeds...there was no stretch of imagination what Umbridge wanted to see her about. Her only fear was to do..what?
And she was mentioning the children. Jensen had just gotten home- to Val's ecstatic excitement, but if Umbridge were to find out- to know she had the nearly 12 year old boy at Hogwarts, a werewolf boy... Not to mention if the woman just decided that she wasn't fit to raise children because of her 'sympathy' to the 'animals'... She needed to make arrangements- she needed to get someone to watch the children....
Dear Ms Umbridge,
Tomorrow would be better suited. I would much prefer if the children were with someone I knew to watch them.
I will make arrangements and be there within the hour of lunch.
Sincerely, Hestia R. Jones You lying conceited bitch