"It is shite," he admitted, letting go of her arms and leaning back towards the desk. "Look, give me a few days, I'll see if I can set up a meeting, okay? And if I can't get anything done, I'll apparate you there myself, and let you kick the solicitor in the shins until he budges up." George gave her a little smirk, hoping to amuse her some, and take that worried look off her face.