She didn’t remember much of the rest of that evening, which was probably for the best, but she did at least remember to drink a phial of Sober Up before she fell asleep, so she woke the next morning dehydrated and still wearing the previous day’s clothes, but thankfully not hungover. She managed some tea and toast for breakfast, but all the nerves she’d avoided the night before hit her full force as the minutes ticked by with disturbing speed. Ginny seemed to be feeling them too, as she barely spoke a word as they met up in front of the floo and travelled to the Ministry, silently making their way to the DMLE. 