The Minister nodded again, thoughtfully this time. "Gawain should be here in a moment. Then we can discuss everything else." She reached for her cup of tea, but put it back on the table a moment later without having drunk from it. She looked at Snape, smiled nervously and brushed a curl from her forehead. Although this was her realm, she seemed less self-conscious than when she had visited Hogwarts. Unfortunately, that didn't change his growing affection. Her confidence turned him on, her insecurity touched him.