I call out the destination and feel my body getting sucked up. My cloak is dusty when I step out of the fireplace at Spinner’s End. Severus steps out a few seconds after me. Without speaking I walk towards the guest room, noticing Achilles sitting by the window. I let him in, but he doesn’t hop on my shoulder. He tilts his head as he watches me. We are both predators, so it should be an easy thing to get used to. He can probably sense the wolf inside of me and noting my current state.