*July is coming, and Alice is not prepared. Even though the birthdays are spaced well, she still needs to plan Frank and Neville's presents. Obviously she cannot work on Frank's in front of him, so tonight she is working on a My First Year scrapbook for Neville.

As the Patronus delivers its message and dissipates, she knows Frank is looking at her. It takes a moment to collect her thoughts - on registration, on Crouch, on her precarious position - because she knows their feelings match on this, and she can't follow through.*

I can't ask you to register for me.