Ron felt like a kip at this point in the day. It had already been exhausting and it was only Monday. What a bloody ridiculous way to start the week. How was he supposed to know whether or not things were okay with anyone when he had no real information on the matter?
Right now all information concerning Michael was being referred to Agatha Bole because of the nature with which it was entangled with, not that he was particularly happy about that. He wanted to be able to help with that, if only because he had absolutely no idea what to do about Hermione at this point and it was killing him so he needed to do something. But if Michael was involved with Greyback there was nothing he could do because it wasn't his case and he would rather not get involved with it anyhow, as much as he hated to say it. Ever since Bill got attacked he was always a bit uncomfortable with that particular werewolf.
And it didn't help that no one seemed keen on giving him any help today either. He was the new social leper at work, thanks to Smith's broadcast, which was bullshite seeing as none of it was even sodding true. At least not the right bits. Bloody Smith! Ron looked up from his cup of tea when Ernie walked into the lunchroom and nodded to him, at least glad that he had someone to talk to who wouldn't shy from him because he had been called out too. Not that this was a good thing, of course, but it was still the nature of it. "Hey Ern," Ron said when the other man was near enough. "Been ostracized much today?" he asked with a scowl.