She stomped down Diagon Alley, occasionally shoving her levitating trucks ahead of her. She yanked the crumpled piece of parchment out of her robes and read it over for what felt like the millionth time. "Evicted...must evacuate premises immediately..." She kicked the dirt under her feet and continued on towards the Leaky Cauldron. Thank Merlin that the landlord offered her a room on such short notice. She still didn't know how she would pay for it, but she couldn't be bothered with that tonight.
She pounded up the stairs to her room and dropped all of her things on the floor. Looking in the mirror, she wiped away angry tears and told herself: "You will get through this. It can't get any worse."
A raspy voice spoke back from the mirror: "That's what you think, my dear."