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Remus J. Lupin (messr_moony) wrote in anon_rpg,

Remus really had hoped that the time of night and focus on their mission would steer any notice of his pallor complexion would be deflected to the real task at hand. Unfortunately James' spectacles were unrelenting in their aiding to his observation, which caused Remus to shift uncomfortably. Physically he was fine. A little tired, but when wasn't he?

Before he could even open his mouth to answer, Sirius did it for him. Such an occurrence wasn't abnormal, but that night it irritated him more than it usually would have in any normal circumstance. Remus didn't know if that was because of the moon's position or because of the recent happenings between himself and Sirius. Maybe it was both. Either way, he frowned a little and looked back toward the castle. "I feel fine. And no, we're waiting for Pete. We're supposed to do this together."

As if on cue, Peter appeared right next to him, which both surprised and comforted him. At least he'd have someone he could stand with at this point. "Hey, Pete. Yes, we're going in now," he said, and actually did smile -- the first he'd cracked in days. "We really only have to worry about any teachers still in the castle and Filch. I wish Dumbledore had just let us Floo into his office, or lifted the Apparition restriction so we could pop in there. But, it is what it is. We managed to sneak around for seven years, reckon we're not that rusty." He thought on it a moment more. "I also had the idea that Pete could go ahead of us as Wormtail, make sure the coast is clear around turns, then we follow. Dogs and stags aren't quite so inconspicuous." He looked at James and Sirius. "Or if you two want to have a cuddle under the cloak, you can tell us when it's clear."