"It's a little busy there these days," he said, ducking his head. "Too many brewers spoil the potion and all that."
Harry gave Regulus a shy, but warm smile of his own. It was good to know his absence had been noticed, but he felt a little guilty for it as well.
"Faelan's kept me busy lately. There's been a huge misunderstanding between us and his brother, Oliver Wood. Faelan thought his family didn't care about him, but Oliver told us that most of the family thought Faelan was dead." Harry paused, running his hand over the back of his neck. "Well, Oliver told us all that after we let him get a word in edge-wise. Before that there was just yelling and duels."