"Remus turned over in his bed again looking around at the dark room around him. There was not much to the room, except for a few things his parents had left him when they had passed away, and a few of his most favorite books. Books were something that could never betray him, something that would welcome him always with open arms to be only he, lost in the pages of fantasy. Yes, books had been his constant companions, especially in the years following James and Lilly's deaths. He was consumed by the safety they gave him and the way they could take away his pain of living."
Amen.
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