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“Is it possible to have a migraine within a migraine?” Remus asked as he threw his quill down atop the pile of maps they were using in their search for James. His stomach churned, and he felt the wolf inside grow more antsy by the minute. His entire life, it seemed, consisted of time spent in dark corners, fretting over his friends, his brothers, and nothing else.
“These days, I feel as though anything is possible, so I wouldn’t put it past the impossible.” Kingsley admitted, quill moving rapidly across the parchment as he made notation after notation. “If you need to take a break, I’ve got this mate, I know he’s one of your best mates, and I can’t even imagine the thoughts running through your mind right now.” Kingsley paused, setting his quill down as he stood from the table, starting toward the cabinet that he always kept locked when other’s were around. “We can take a break.” He added, using wordless magic to unlock the cabinet.










