She arrived home to an extremely offended cat. Crookshanks paced the apartment, rubbing against her legs impatiently waiting for his dinner. Once the cat’s meows had quieted and she was finally able to make it to her room, she realized that she had left her phone on the charger all day. She often forgot it at the apartment, the phone being a weird grey zone between wizard and muggle. Wizarding rapid communication was poor at best, the quickest way to communicate is a Patronus. Most magical folk could not cast a corporeal Patronus easily, and even if you could the message would be screamed out in whatever public space you were in. There was no privacy. The younger generations of witches and wizards embraced the muggle technology a little more just out of sheer convenience but she rarely used hers outside of communicating with Harry and Theo. Theo, despite being a pure-blooded wizard, embraced all things muggle fully willing to live with the best of both worlds.