Pansy grumbled all the way to the apparition point, even though she was alone. The few she passed that might have said anything to her took one look at her face and avoided her. As did the apparition official on duty, waving her through with barely a glance at her papers. Wondering if there was anything in her closet worth all this grief, Pansy apparated to the estate.
Mnemsy popped out to greet her, but she waved him off, spending several moments staring up at the house. Funny, it had never seemed quite so gloomy and depressing to her before. It took several minutes to convince herself to go in, and her steps were slow. Once inside, she found herself in the hall, unable to drag herself farther.