“Hey,” Remus greeted practically before his keys had left the keyhole. He had just come from a one on one appointment with Mulligan, arranged at Remus’ request for feedback. It had gone well, leaving his mind in high gear, eager to share with Sirius the notes he had been given.<br/>Stepping into their dorm, Remus had to do a double take in the direction of Sirius’ bed. Though it didn’t manage to stop him in his tracks, Remus’ eyes widened regardless, and a startled hesitancy crept into his steps.<br/>Sirius’ own presence already filled the room with sparks, forcing static into the very back of Remus’ mind in a way that dulled any rational thought; the addition of a child completely washed Remus’ mind clear, having forgotten his train of thought almost immediately.<br/>“What’s, uh - what’s with the kid, Si?” Remus asked, not entirely casual despite his best attempts at sounding so.<br/>As though no longer certain the room was equally his, he tentatively and slowly placed his satchel on his desk chair, not entirely sure he’d be staying.