‘Greetings, my brother pilgrim,’ he said to the traveler, ‘May the peace of God All Mighty be upon you.’ There was no malice or judgement in h...s voice. No, instead his voice had a kindly, even reassuring tone to it, as if he felt genuine compassion for this stranger. ‘Hello,’ the traveler replied somewhat unsure of what to say or ask, ‘I saw you up here and… I don’t know, I just wanted to make sure everything was all right.’ The old man, who still had not moved from his position, chuckled. The object of this filming was to organise the backdrop to the credits at the beginning and end of each programme that unsurprisingly would feature the two co-presenters, Emma and Maisie, making love to each other. The entire exercise (which would take several hours) would be to film the two of them indulging in explicit sex against various backdrops, using various props and indulging in innumerable variations. The director seemed to believe that credits featuring such an intimate relationship. Lupin looked a little shabby and downtrodden, but other than a couple of thin scars, he looked much better than he would after a few more years of transformations and lack of work. Peter Pettigrew was as rat-like as ever and although Ron knew what he would turn out to be in a few years, and his clear need to do everything James and Sirius did, he was pleasant enough too. Everything was proceeding as usual, until halfway through the feast when Ron felt something tug on his pant leg. Before he. I was excited for Sam (who was quite nervous) and happy to see some of the kids in my class that I had grown up with. Further, I wanted for them to meet Sam. I just knew that they would like her.The days just before the Labor Day weekend were the usual blur, shopping for clothes, getting a new backpack, getting a haircut - you know all the stuff that has to be in place before school starts. Tuesday came around and soon Sam and I found ourselves walking to school. Sam's parents had dropped by.