Remus would flop down on his bed, his bones tired and aching from walking around the giant castle that Hogwarts was. By thing point he would’ve thought he’d gotten used to it but nope.

Staring up at the ceiling of his dorm, Remus’ eyes would begin to shut, sleep taking over before he’d be rudely interrupted. The door slamming open would cause his to startle and sit up, only to see none other than Sirius, his friend. Long black hair messy from a day of school, yet he still wore a smirk. Throwing his bag besides the bed, Sirius would skip over and plop himself haphazardly besides Remus, leaning back so his back would rest again his shoulder.

“You seem happy. Good day?”

Remus would ask, raising a brow as he leaned back into the other boy. Luckily they were both a tad clingy…