"Turns out, I was actually quite good at brewing. So I stuck with it. When my house arrest ended I had planned on pursuing a Mastery but... well things got in the way." She suspected she knew what things. She'd been gone by then, of course. But, from everything she had picked up from the whispered conversations she'd overheard, Draco had been... unwell. That knowledge tugged at something hidden, something dormant, far inside her. Made her nose tingle and her eyes ache. "Once those... things calmed down, I did pursue it. And I was good. So I kept at it."