Apparently the twins did very good business over Halloween. They showed up for dinner last week wreathed in smiles, babbling about the state of the shop, how long it was going to take them to restock, and other such things. I didn't wish to ask what exactly they had sold out of, but they were so enthusiastic that I didn't stop them talking about it, either.
The only thing that upset me was George mentioning that they'd been thinking about checking out the shop that used to be Zonko's, and possibly buying it. The thought, especially now, with people disappearing everywhere...it's frightening and dangerous as well as tactless.
Arthur, on the other hand, thought it was brilliant. It was hard to hold myself back from pointing out that he also thinks the little two-pronged metal things that Muggles use to run their appliances are also brilliant.
And so the year moves on, the everyday dangers grow darker, and my own uselessness hangs over me like a cloud. I'll never get used to feeling helpless.
The only thing that upset me was George mentioning that they'd been thinking about checking out the shop that used to be Zonko's, and possibly buying it. The thought, especially now, with people disappearing everywhere...it's frightening and dangerous as well as tactless.
Arthur, on the other hand, thought it was brilliant. It was hard to hold myself back from pointing out that he also thinks the little two-pronged metal things that Muggles use to run their appliances are also brilliant.
And so the year moves on, the everyday dangers grow darker, and my own uselessness hangs over me like a cloud. I'll never get used to feeling helpless.
