Remus nodded, âIâll do that. Theyâll love hearing from you.â Remus gently put his quill down, he wasnât going to be writing at the moment. James started speaking and Remus gave him his full attention. He chuckled softly, glancing out to the gardens. âYea, I didnât either.â He admitted, biting his lip as he got lost in his thoughts for a brief moment. âWhy did it make you angry?â
âI...â James looked away, suddenly focusing in a random spot on the trees. âYou know what he is like. I mean, donât get me wrong, I love that wanker. He is my brother, but that doesnât mean I donât know what he is like. He sleeps around for fun and he never calls.â James sighed, looking back at Remus.Â
âI donât have any brothers, Moony. You guys are all I have. And I guess I was angry that heâd risk that for an impulse. But after what I saw this morning, well... Iâm pretty sure this is not one impulse of his.â













