The fact that Sirius could barely meet his eye without laughing himself made Remus duck his head, too, humoured. As a little giggle escaped him, his hand continued to muffle the sound, his breath filtering through his fingers with a too-loud huff.<br/>Aware that they were being a nuisance but unable to contain it, Remus made an effort to pull himself together, disguising the snort by clearing his throat. He felt out of his element, barely present in his own body, and he ran both palms up his face and across his hair, an aimless attempt to refocus his attention on the board.<br/>He was, unfortunately, still painfully aware of Sirius’ presence besides him, even as he had moved out of Remus’ field of vision.