Today, Remus was catching up on correspondence. Particularly after his conversation with George yesterday, he needed to write a letter to Dumbledore.

Going over Snape's head to Dumbledore seemed, at best, a touch passive-aggressive. However, dealings with Snape often seemed to tilt that way, no matter what.

His door was open.

Remus had the bottle in his very worn pocket as he and Sirius moved towards the edge of the preserve. He'd left the charming note from Snape back in his room.

"This stuff always tastes vile," he commented lightly to Sirius as he uncorked the bottle. "I swear he does it on purpose."

[locked to Sirius, and it's fine to say they were in the preserve ( Read more... )