She had apparated into the kitchen at the Leaky, hours before dawn. Minerva didn't want a repeat of what happened to her the other morning. Racing against the sun had ended up being more tiresome than she anticipated.
Atlas hadn't helped matters either.
As usual, she drank what she needed and left the kitchen to walk through the Leaky. It had been closed for the night, and inside was still very dark. But, her eyesight was getting accustomed to the dark now.
Minerva walked upstairs, taking off her scarf and rubbing the marks on her neck. She could feel the small indents there, rough patches of skin. Maybe she would try some ointment from the local apothecary and see if those helped to fade them.
She was tired enough that she didn't notice her door was unlocked, but when she saw Atlas she slammed it shut.
"What the fuck?" she cried, glaring at him. "You know, this could be considered stalking."
Minerva then saw Octavius on her bed and groaned. "Let me guess, you brought the dog for extra protection yeah?"