Bleary-eyed, he picked his head off of the pillow he was clinging to for dear life to see who dared to disturb him. His eyes narrowed when they fell on her. She felt nervous around the wizard for the first time in twenty years. Not since they faced each other at Hogwarts during the final battle had she been afraid of the man she cared about and considered a dear friend. Known for his violent outbursts in battle, it wasn't a stretch to assume he was the one responsible for the destruction of his own home. He returned his head to the pillow and hugged it tighter.