Fenrir nodded. "Right. The sooner we leave the better." He stated as he started to stretch his legs and prepare to go. He couldn't wait to give a certain half brother a good beating up when he got home. He then nodded for Draco to lead the way to get out of town.<br/><br/>"I still don't believe they're from the future." Gray stated. Fenrir gave a smirk almost similar to the Ice Wizard's.<br/><br/>"Love to bicker with you, young man winter. But I got to go." he said as he followed Draco out and onwards to Veronica.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Veronica seemed to be busy when the young wizards from the future snuck into the city and headed towards the Library. Fenrir hoped against hope the Spell needed to get home to their own time was there. His dad would've wasted the only meeting he'd ever had with him for nothing otherwise. Though, he had so many questions for him. About what happened to him, why it happened, amongst other things.<br/><br/>No, he had to focus. He had to get Draco and himself home. He hoped Cain was ready to face the consequences.