_______<br/><br/>Campus had over the course of the last week thinned out, more and more students withdrawing home for the holidays. With class ending, the days of the week had muddled together, and Remus found himself taking on clients at odder hours of the day than he usually did, little reverence for the yuletime. He had spent the morning of this Advent Sunday with a regular, and had already headed back to the dorm for a shower a little after lunch.<br/>Planning to spend the rest of his day at the library, Remus had barely crossed paths with anybody on the way, but he walked with purpose, at least expecting to find Sirius there. Knowing the dining hall to be running on barely any capacity, Remus had done a pastry run on his way back to campus.<br/>Whatever tension had existed just beneath the surface that first afternoon had seemingly dissipated, Sirius likely needing a few more hours to settle back into himself than what Remus had allotted him. For the first few days, it had plagued Remus as a misjudgement, but now, almost a week later, their relationship was virtually back to where it had been before they had slept together; Remus honestly found it to be a refreshing space to be in.<br/>It didn’t take Remus long to spot Sirius, his being the only solitary reading light on in the study hall.