Mione, How are things at the Ministry? The end of school year is of course kicking my arse, but Ginny's been far more level headed, thankfully.
Speaking of, Gin's been far more level headed than me when it comes to things outside of work, too. Namely, Jamie & Al. Jamie, it seems, has become quite the (Godric I can't believe I'm about to write this), well, a bit of a sex fiend. He's well known for it about the school and we've of course been at each other about it for weeks now (since I caught him and young Hufflepuff breaking curfew). Al on the other hand has decided I'm suddenly enemy number one, as he's actually planning to pursue this ridiculous journalism idea of his as soon as he finishes NEWTs next year.
I think I could use some good old fashioned Granger advice, and goodness knows I can't call on Ron with something like this (I the feeling he'd try to toast Jamie's success?). Gin is much better about such things, but that's another kettle entirely.
Think if I can get away to the Three Broomsticks sometime this week, you'd be free to meet up and listen to me whine? With exams it might be tight but I had the 7th years first thing yesterday, so the rest is much easier.