Remus was a bit desperate at the moment. Though it was certainly questionable that, with the antics that his friends were determined to induce, he was always a bit anxious about something. It so happened that Peter had gotten a hold of the Prefect badge, and was currently darting through the gathering crowd of students in order to show the others. He knew very well that they would find out at the feast, and wanted it to remain that way. "Peter! Let me explain, please ā" If there was anything that he detested more, it was making a scene. And they certainly were.
It was also very unfortunate that he should run straight into an adult just as his friend darted in another direction, and he was forced to sidestep an oncoming pile of luggage. "Excuse me, Iām terribly sorry. Are you ā?" Several things happened at once. One, the inquiry died instantly upon seeing just who the man was. Second, Remus turned a nasty shade of gray, and looked like he was about to die on the spot. Third, he stammered, struck dumb.