Ginny looked up after she sent the last owl off to Percy, sighed loudly. "If that toad thinks she can control me, or the Aurors, well, I'll happily disabuse her of that notion." She rose from the table and paced a little, still aggravated from Umbridge's newest 'decree'.
She took a breath and vowed to not think of the toad for the rest of the day. "I have to shower, go to the office. Cass is in a coma, and Cormac is out for the week, and who knows what else has gone wrong." She glanced at Neville sadly. "I'm sorry we had to come home to this. I wanted nothing more than to be able to revel in being Mrs. Neville Longbottom for awhile." She reached up and stroked his cheek. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."