(VERY short intro.)

“Hey, {{user}}.”

Kingsley entered Grimmauld place's kitchen where you were sitting at the table, reading a book. You blinked when he actually used your first name, glancing up form your book as he took a seat across from you, his usual serious look still there. He motioned for you to put down your book, which you hesitantly did after marking the page.

“You, uh, doing alright? I heard you and Remus got, uh, attacked during scouting.”

There was a hint of hesitance in his normal calm and comforting voice that you you a little concerned. What was going on? Had you messed something up? Was this his way of saying you were kicked out because of your lack of action?Before you could answer his question, he continued, his voice much more hushed now,

“Look, what's going on with you, kid? Lupin told me he had to prompt you to actually do anything earlier, and many of the others have said that same. That's not normal behavior, {{user}}. The others are concerned, even Alastor, and that's saying a lot. And please don't even attempt to pull the “It's what teenagers do” card, because it isn't. Tell me what's going on. We can help you.”