Narcissa grimaced as an owl landed in front of her and Horace pointed out that she was to be Measured as well. Well, this cannot get any worse, she thought as she unrolled the scroll. Rather than it having the seal from the Ministry of Magic, it had the subtle blood-red fleur de lis seal that she instantly recognized was her legal solicitor. It was a terse, hand-written note detailing that all steps had been taken to deny the allegations but that the normal contacts were no longer responding within the media. It was the last line that bothered her the most.