"So you are a wizard with means. How very interesting," Minerva replied, not mentioning the fact that up until a month ago she too had been living off of her daddy's money. "I am sorry to hear about your family. How awful," she told Atlas, her eyes sympathetic.
No wonder the bloke had been in his cups the first time she met him.
"I sort of remember a Quidditch Beater on the Slytherin team that was pretty aggressive. Got kicked out of a game once. Was that you?" she asked, instantly curious.
And he still talked about being 'turned' which coincided with the werewolf tale he told her. Minerva sighed, putting a hand to her head as she leaned against the booth seat, looking at Atlas.