He shook the dice in his hand and then let them fly over the board, fingers crossed as soon as the dice left his hand, words flying in his head from an old Muggle musical, something called Guys and Dolls.

They call you Lady Luck.
But there is room for doubt
At times you have a very unladylike way of running out
You're this a date with me
The pickings have been lush
And yet before this evening is over you might give me the brush
You might forget your manners
You might refuse to stay and so the best that I can to is pray.

He had been, as the song said, unlucky all night and he desperately needed his luck to change. In his youth lady luck had always been with him, she had never left his side, not once! What had happened? In the past three years his luck had been slipping slowly, and now he was frantic for her to return to his side.

Luck be a lady tonight
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck if you've ever been a lady to begin with
Luck be a lady tonight.

Once again, he lost everything and as they all chuckled, laughed harshly or slapped him on the back for his bad luck, he rested his head in his hands and felt like crying.

Luck let a gentleman see
How nice a dame you can be
I've seen the way you've treated other guys you've been with
Luck be a lady with me.

Another round, and then another and another, he never knew when to stop, a factor which just made those around him laugh at his expense…literally. All to soon he was out and left with nothing, with no friends willing to 'lend him a few until he was back on his feet' because no one was that stupid anymore.

He was allowed one more roll though, for old times sake, an he held the dice close to his heart, preying for his luck to return to him…

A lady doesn't leave her escort
It isn't fair, it isn't nice
A lady doesn't wander all over the room
And blow on some other guy's dice.
So let's keep the party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I'm the fellow you came in with
Luck be a lady Luck be a lady Luck be a lady tonight.

Mundungus Fletcher left the room with nothing in his pockets and even without his shoes and cloak. He'd lost them to a joker who had bet him on those as well, and 'Dungus had stupidly accepted.

Now he had even less than before, and without Lady Luck by his side, would he ever be able to get on top again? Ludo Bagman wouldn't even have anything to do with him anymore, and that was saying a lot…

Mundungus collapsed into the gutter and buried his cold face into his gloveless hands.

He had lost his lady.