And about the cooking, they had a muggleborn who did it for them, but the ministry made them send back all their muggleborns so they don't have their cook or their nanny or the girl who did the laundry or any of them and for some reason they haven't gotten replacements for ANY of their house servants.

Last year Mrs Stretton was hardly home at all. What she wanted me for was holding the babies as she went from farm to farm to farm on their estate. This year she hasn't set foot out the door, Mr Stretton either, even though they pace constantly and act like it's driving them absolutely mad not to go out.

It is tiring though. They're having me do ALL the cooking and ALL the washing up although at least they had Jeremy help me carry the food up from the kitchen to the dining room and then they had me sit down with them to eat, although that's probably just because Gemma begged. And honestly I think I'd rather eat separately, except for the fact that when I eat with them it reminds them I'm not really a mud muggleborn and they have to at least pretend to treat me like a foster-child.