Morgana was settled in the Thee Broomsticks while her husband was off doing Marvolo Gaunt things. Christmas was coming up soon and she honestly didn't have a whole lot of Christmas spirit to spare. After a while of being home alone, she felt that she needed to go somewhere warm because their hut sure as hell wasn't doing the job. So she had come to the pub and being around mostly cheery folk was grating on her nerves.

A ghost of all things was singing to them all which was the most interesting thing she had seen this holiday. But after a while even that lost its luster and was just irritating.

"Better than the swill at the Hogs Head. I once saw a rats tail in my bowl there," she said bluntly when the ghost seemed to see fit to ask about her food.