"Then I'm glad I didn't see them when you first got them," Minerva admitted, a cold shiver running down her back.
Their fingers touched briefly when she took the pint glass from him. Minerva brought a new, clean one for him to use and tapped her wand on the lip, causing the glass to be filled with their house ale.
She wanted to roll her eyes and say 'yeah right'. Sure, Atlas missed her. Probably missed her in his bed, Minerva thought though another voice reminded her that he had wanted more than just fucking.
And she hadn't.
"I've always been around," Minerva told him, handing over his now full glass and putting a fresh coaster under it. "'Sides, sounds like you've been busy if you've been considering becoming a hit wizard."