"Let's go inside!" Elder Remus urged, his voice a low rumble that held both authority and a hint of weariness.

They exchanged a quick glance before following him into the house.

Stella immediately offered them a tray of assorted snacks – miniature quiches, cheese straws, and a bowl of brightly colored fruit.

"You should stay here, Stella!" Theo declared, his tone more insistent than a simple suggestion. His eyes, usually bright with mischief, held a worried intensity.

Elder Remus' gaze ...