"Yeah, well. It happens." Holden shrugged, watching Remus as he browsed the books. "I was born in Dublin. I'm sure you know enough history to get why it takes a lot to scare me. And when we moved over here, I was scrawny, Irish and couldn't hide the lilt. Life can be tough for all kinds of reasons. I just never felt as if hiding was worth it."

Not when instead he could be out and proud and live with Felix. Run this place so people had somewhere to come that wasn't just about partying, because life wasn't just a party. Especially these days. "Sirius is no good at hiding either, I'm sure you know. But he's a good sort. That he's brought you here like that... He's never done this before. You must be special."