On the second floor of the Black family home, in the vintage study, the portraits covering the walls were all draped in heavy black cloths.
Without the shouting and cursing from the people in the portraits, the study was filled only with the soft rustling of Harry's and Allie's pen nibs moving across paper, creating a somewhat tranquil atmosphere for the moment.
In mid-June, the temperature in London was most pleasant and comfortable.
Chapter 199