Hestia's whispered conversation with Remus ended at the sound of footsteps. "It was nice seeing you again, Remus," she said more loudly.
Remus smiled and took his leave. Hestia smiled up at Hector as he put a possessive arm around her waist. "What did he want?" the Auror asked darkly.
"I just ran into him. Our mothers were friends, remember? We grew up together."
He looked down into the honest, rosy-cheeked face of his girlfriend. "Of course," he sighed, relaxing. Sometimes he didn't know who to trust.
Hestia tucked away the guilt she felt; Hector would never understand Order business.