Today was supposed to be Roger's day off, but he got called with an emergency owl like everyone else. He'd gotten ready quickly, and had been out in the streets trying to contain the weird inferi-like creatures with everyone else. The Aurors and the Hitwizards. The day had been long, and tiring, but Roger managed to make the whole day on an adrenaline run.
He was in Diagon Alley when the crisis seemed to be under control. Roger was out making sure the last of the living inferi were rounded up, and to see if he could help out anywhere else. The alley was a mess of course. Roger was reminded of his training years during the war for a moment, but at least this emergency didn't get that bad.
Roger was walking up to the Leaky (would anyone mind if he needed a drink right now?) when he saw Ernie with his team of hitwizards. "Made it through the day, Macmillan?" Roger asked with a smirk as he went over to pat the man on the back. "Everything all clear, here?"