Angelina snorted and stuck both containers of noodles in the microwave. As it was heating she came back and handed Lee a beer. "Had a feeling you'd say that," she said in a resigned tone, flopping down onto the sofa next to him.
"That sounds like my father and aunt. You can take one look at them and tell she was the tormentor. I would have loved to see them growing up let me tell you." Angie took a drink from her beer, realising that, though she wasn't likely to admit it, she was absurdly happy to see Lee. It had been a while, and seeing him sort of made things seem a little less mad. She knew perfectly well what was going on in the wizarding world, but when you saw a smile like Lee's turned on at you, it was bloody difficult to dwell on something negative.
"Well then besides tormenting family, what have you been up to lately?" She hoped he wasn't among those having nightmares as well. She didn't ask. She wasn't sure she could stand to hear another on of her friends was possibly in danger.