0110100001101001 Chocolate Winter 1995 "Any chance you have chocolate, Kingsley?" came the voice of a familiar werewolf from the corner of the room.. If he hadn't spoken at that point, Kingsley probably wouldn't have known he was there. "Rough night, huh?" he asked, although he didn't really expect an answer. He opened the cupboard and took out some chocolate for Remus. Poor guy, he thought to himself as he handed it to him. "Thanks," Remus said, his voice telling Kingsley that he was extremely grateful, as he always was. "Any time," Kingsley replied. And he meant it. Werewolf or not, Remus was his friend.
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