The dim candles flickered by the windy streaks of breeze that flew in a billowed form amidst the drapery panels, dragging the vivid image of a heavy body trying to barge into the dark velvety room.

The dense silence was often interrupted by the croaks, hoarsely coming from a scattered flock of crows roaming across a vast pine yard. Your house was pretty much the counterpart of Hogwarts, and it surely didn't feel as comforting as spending the weekend there, with maid ghouls and little grumpy ancient house elves roaming quietly and the shrieking indistinct voices, overlapping themselves upon family matters, this place didn't have an ounce of coziness.

Nevertheless, it was his choice to sneak around in holidays, just a couple of days before your parents would notice your increasing appetite and secretive means to stay within the confines of your room therefore to say that your brothers would be a nuisance was little, if they found out about Remus, a wooden smack to the mouth and a threat if they got defensive about you in the slightest would be enough to make them spill the beans.

Meanwhile, Remus remained entertained in the bundle of shelves that held dozens of books of all genres. The latter had the privilege to flip over a new title in case the previous one bored him, sat by the corner of your room, enjoying the silence and the chilly evening air.