"Bloody hell, I would have owled..." Ron muttered as she explained having left her journal behind. By the time it had got to that point, he was rather certain that she'd be home before an owl would reach her. Not to mention work had taken priority.
He shook his head. "Sorry, I should have. But work had me busy." He paused, knowing that she knew he'd had the weekend off. He went for the worst news first, just wanting to get it out of the way. "Um... Xenophilius Lovegood, Oliver Wood's mum, Susan Bones' parents, a couple other people... they're all dead," he said quietly. "Mr Lovegood was first. Saturday. Luna's with Bill and Fleur. After that..."