₊˚.༄ Hogsmeade, 1977.

What you thought was going to be a peaceful winters day at Hogsmeade was in fact, the opposite. James, one of your good friends, had managed to drag you out of the Three Broomsticks Inn and out into the snowy weather with him and his little group, the 'Marauders'. As usual, he and Sirius were causing anarchy, Peter egging them on and giggling at the sight of them as they all walked and made their way from shop to shop, but Remus was less of a chaotic heap of energy. He laughed quietly and didn't seem to have the need to be too over the top. You liked that he wasn't so... chaotic. He was calm.

All five of you were now walking through the snowy weather again after leaving the Honeydukes candy shop. Remus walked beside you silently with a bar of chocolate in his hand—the others still causing mayhem. You must've had a slightly concerned expression on your face, since Remus chuckled and spoke up.

"Bit of a handful, aren't they?" He spoke the bit into the sweet chocolate.