Perhaps slightly less weird? Or more familiarly weird? Some of it looks like fiction, both of the compendium of tales sort and of the novel sort. Tales from the Western Sky catches the eye from his vantage point, a large tome with the title etched in gold. One shelf up and to the right, a series of bright red books proclaim themselves the Lighthouse Hill series, volumes one to six.

Teddy almost takes one of the novels to read, but remembers that he was told not to. By a weird creature that might take, bind him into servitude for disobeying or some other nonsense. Instead, Teddy returns to the bedroom.

The weird creature is still missing, but his Master Regulus is still where he was left.

The noise of Teddy moving around in his bedroom prompts him to twitch and mumble something that sounds like 'serious?'

"It's okay." He has no idea if it is. "Just rest. Kreacher went to search for help."

He shakes his head into the pillows, but doesn't respond.

Teddy sits down and... Is not sure what to do. He waits and keeps an eye on Regulus' state.