A late dinner was in order. She'd been dealing with papers, animagi requests, misplaced books, an order for foxes gone wrong and a very unwelcome gift from a former colleague that she'd only too eagerly set fire to, so Nana was a little on edge tonight.

Still, you wouldn't have known from the woman's appearance which was immaculate as always. No, not even a hair out of place, the Transfiguration professor was the picture of professional grace this evening as she took her seat at the Dias. She'd have a glass of elderflower wine with her food tonight, that would set her nerves at ease, and so would a generous helping of that beautiful grilled salmon, the pureed cauliflower, and those terribly addicting garlicky greens.

Humming distractedly to herself, the poor thing had no idea that her calm little meal was absolutely about to take a complete and total turn for the worst.