Good friends are hard to find, especially these days when I am just too damn busy. I'm always moving, from work, to Order duty, to visiting my mum because she's owled to say it's been so long since she's seen me it feels like she doesn't have a daughter anymore. I have friends from school that I still meet occasionally in some of the cafes in Diagon Alley. I'll take an hour for lunch, or skive off early to see pictures of their children, or to hear them moan about their boss and the price of decent cauldrons. They've learnt not to ask what I'm up to because if I told them I'd have to kill them, well modify their memories anyway. Besides they don't really want to hear about the wizards out there who are dark and dangerous or just plain selfish. The only friend from school I can really have a conversation with is Charlie, and that's only when I can distract him from dragons. I'm not a total sob story though, really, I mean considering how completely dead my social life is at the moment there's still hope.