And the Parting Gift...

[Jim Xavier]

Michael had just got notice of what had happened to Remus - Could it really be true? His best mate was gone and now he already was being called to read the final letter and will to the remainder of the Family. Trotting on into the room that every one had been invited to, Michael took a seat and grasped a large iron box and opened the lid. Within it lay a very neat letter - it wasn't accompanied by anything else.
Taking it into his grasp, he looked around and waited for the others to arrive and when they all had, he read.

In notice, this letter was written and declared finished in December 2022

The following document is the rights and honors in which Remus Drafis Firn had requested and in paper confirmed to be so. Without further adieu the money within the Remus Firn Gringott's bank account will be transferred to Drafis Firn (Parental Guardian) of Remus Firn. Once done so, it shall be divided in some form to his wife, Pearl Firn (Kanti) his God Daughter, Kida Frost and his Father Drafis Firn. Once done so, all furniture items shall be the property of one Ms. Pearl Firn (Kanti). The Firn House hold will be passed to Kida Frost and Left in her name, though until the right of age, Pearl Firn (Kanti) will be the owner and dictator of its well being. In trust does Remus leave these items to those who have been given them.

Greyscale (Hippogriff) will be entitled to Drafis Firn (Father and Guardian of Remus Firn) unless otherwise, given to Kida Frost. The Apothecary shall be sold, and all earnings of such will be given to Pearl Firn (Kanti) and Kida Frost. All Clothing garments, brooms, other items are entitled to Michael Schuester.

 

[Drafis Firn]

Drafis came walking into the desired room that he had been requested. The gut feeling he had was true, the seer's vision - true. Deep down, Drafis was a mess, but today he had to be strong. He was going to see Remus' Wife for the first time, and for her, he needed to be strong - for Remus' friends he needed to be strong. Entering the room where he saw Michael. Drafis didn't acknowledge him at all, but instead took a seat onto a chair that sat in the corner of the room and listened in to what the Man before him had to say, or more so read.

Burying his head in his hands, it was more than clear that Drafis was eating himself up inside. After all, knowing that something like this was going to happen and not preventing it, was one of those things that made you feel so guilty... Especially when the victim was you're own son. Dropping his head even lower into his hands, a tear ran from the old man's eyes. Her had hoped them not to be visible from the outside... but knowing his current luck, they would be more than visible.