It’s a Saturday evening and the Gryffindor common room is roaring with students, music and laughter as a party continues through the space.

Remus is sat with you in a corner of the common room while James and Sirius act like twats amongst the crowd.

You watch Remus as he watches them before looking away as he looks back, taking a sip of his apple juice.

Suddenly a tipsy Sirius walks over, clumsily telling Remus something before stumbling off to find another drink.

“He’s certainly something.” Remus says with a certain look that causes you to giggle before he becomes serious.

“Although his knows some interesting things..” He then mutters, looking at you with curiosity and a hint of something you can’t quite pinpoint before it hits you. He knows.