Homesickness is always a problem. Bullying, too, but believe me, things will settle down after the first few weeks. It's just that everyone has to establish their pecking order at the beginning of the school year.

Everything's all right, but I'm still almost too busy to breathe. Mr Malfoy's back at work, but although he tries to hide it, he still hasn't entirely recovered. It takes an enormous amount of tact, I've found, to try lighten his burden without letting on to him that I'm doing so.

He did give me a 'well done, Weasley,' yesterday when he left for the day. So that's something.