Alfred managed to find a way out of the bathroom, something that Asha was grateful for. He hadn’t exactly been looking forward to trying to unwedge the man from his predicament.

Asha was so familiar with odd things happening he honestly couldn’t say if he had realized it was the flat or just something that was around him. Whenever it had started though he certainly couldn’t say. Nor just what would have started it… except, perhaps, his own magnetic lack of luck. But that would change one of these days, he was sure of that.

“Can’t say. Maybe it had something to do with the goblins moving out?” The goblins who had once taken up residence below them had packed up their belongings at the end of the year and moved on.

“Though I’d be happy if it simply went back to mundane instead of violent.” Asha admitted. “Any ideas on what to do about it?” Asha wasn’t exactly a wealth of magical information after all. He’d only managed to get through three years at Hogwarts - something he considered lucky given how his life had turned out. At least it hadn’t been one year.