Another six weeks had passed, summer hitting its peak, and Ambrosia was the first up in Snape Manor. She had long since sent Andrea home, stating it was pointless for her to hang around and that all would work out fine. The weeks of searching had turned for the worse but this week had proved to be successful. She had a lead and was going to check it out at this point. 

Minerva noticed her mun leave before she even had a chance to finish dressing. It hadn’t become unusual for her to do so, watch Ambrosia leave before she was ready for her work. When she was finished dressing, Minerva descended the stairs and went to the kitchen for breakfast. While she had not stopped grieving for their losses, she had moved on, putting her best foot forward and wrapped herself up in her work at the Ministry.