One by one, the house-elves slipped up beside them, setting the table with nothing but plates and forks – no elaborate decorations or tablecloth. Well, Harry pondered, a white tablecloth over a worktable in the kitchen would be strange anyway. So, he cut the cake and served them. When he was through, he looked at his godfather and former professor. Lupin closed his eyes resigned, so at his nod, the werewolf was freed. Clearly, the man was not comfortable with what he had witnessed but did not offer an opinion. Instead, he claimed a chair and waited for Sirius.