She couldn't get comfortable. Unsure of the time, she knew it was well after midnight. Likely closer to morning than she hoped. It would be a long day at the Ministry if she couldn't get at least some sleep. Missing a day of work wasn't an option. Rabastan might take it as a sign that she wasn't even considering joining him in the future coup d'état. She could be labeled an enemy of his group before she even had a chance to decline or accept his invitation. Now that he was aware that she had some interest in Aberforth that wasn't entirely official, her Co-Head could use that information against her. Maybe she would return to find that Aberforth had been moved to a more secure facility or that he had been executed. No matter how tired she was, she had to remain on her normal schedule. Nothing could be altered.