"Well, grandmothers should not be angered," Katherine said with a silky smile. "And Abigail, Sookie and Ned make fantastic scones." Far better than she could ever dream of making.
She had almost turned around to lead him towards the kitchen when she noticed the exchange between the wolf and the young man. "If he troubles you, I'll kick him out, Remus." For a wizard the poor lad seemed easily scared of the animal. Fenrir seemed not too fond of the other either. His body looked tense, ears now folded backwards, looking like he was ready to growl any minute.