Elizabeth Burke was not pleased! Her usually immaculate frame was smeared with dirty handprints, and her canvas had taken on a dull gray appearance. She rounded on the house elf, eyes narrowed. “It’s about time you got here!” she snapped. “Look at this mess! I look like a disgrace! Clean my portrait at once.”

She glared at the elf from behind her frame. She would allow about ten seconds for her order to be followed. Otherwise she’d give the filthy creature a piece of her mind!