Mona ambled back to the office, laden down with a bag full of heavy books and a slight scowl on her face. She might have overdone the...loosening up. She winced at the light in the office, and dimmed it slightly with her wand, massaging the bridge of her nose. Sighing deeply, she knew she'd be useless without a cup of tea, and left the office, Daily Prophet in hand, in search of one.