Who: Sirius and Remus (natch) What: Oh, you know. Who the hell studies on a Friday anyway? Where: Library followed by elsewhere When: Friday after dinner
Remus sighed, burying his nose (if it was possible) deeper in his book. He just could not seem to find the quote that he wanted to use, though he would swear up and down that he had marked it with a sticky note. If he found this quote, then he would definitely be able to finish this paper in no time, just the conclusion to finish off... but that would mean finding this damn quote that seemed to have disappeared on him. He ruffled a hand through his hair (it really was getting far too long, he'd have to get it cut soon) and sighed again, flipping through the pages with building frustration.
He was so focused on his search that he didn't notice as someone else joined him at the table.