Kicking her desk, she let out another scream. She had been so sure the bill would pass. And she had just received the news that, on the contrary, it had been rejected. What was even worse was that the final vote wasn’t even particularly close. How would anything change when the laws were written by purebloods holding seats their families had held for generations? When would the voices of muggle-born and half-blood witches and wizards be enough to make a difference? 