Wiping away the sleep from her eyes, she walks over the side of the bed, slipping on jeans and a t-shirt Draco must have left for her. Deciding on an activity to take up her time, Esme decides to explore the Manor again, knowing that Dolohov has wards across his side of the Manor, forbidding him from her side forever. Slipping outside the bedroom, the chillness of the air sweeps across her body, divulging into her insides, resting upon her skin, hoarding the calmness she felt moments ago.