Tea with Mr Lupin

I went down to get some crickets and meal worms for Trevor from Mr Lupin and ended up having tea with him. I heard what Bobby Stebbins was saying earlier, but its all rubbish. He's really no different the day of the full moon, just as friendly and polite as ever, in a quiet way you know. Except I did notice he takes a lot more sugar in his tea than usual. Guess I raised my eyebrows, and he explained that his hands shake just a little bit, starting the day before, and the sugar helps him keep them steadier.

He tells the best stories. He has a little cabinet of curios, all sorts of odd things he's picked up over the years, and I'll choose one and he'll tell me all about it. It makes me wish I'd done more traveling myself (except Gran always says there's no point in haring all over, and decent folk stick close to home). We talked about the four Hogwarts Houses, and he told me all sorts of stuff about the Founders.

He kept a sharp eye on the clock, though, and he finally asked me didn't I have some essays I needed to write. I figured that was a hint that it was time for him to get wherever he needs to go this time of month, so I went away with the box of crickets and worms (I'd looked up the time of the moonrise in the library, just to be sure, but he took care I was well away before then).

I really do like talking to him, and I guess he likes having a visitor once in a while. His raven is dead cool, too.