Remus rolled his eyes and thankfully took the high road and managed not to stick his tongue out at the younger man. "You do realise this is my birthday party?" Remus reminded. "It stands to reason that you'll be kind to the bithday boy rather than tease."
Running a hand through his hair, Remus leaned against the nearest wall and looked at Harry. He knew in his head and his heart that this was the best thing: both for Harry and for the Order. And when Minerva was well again, they could return things to the status quo once more. "I know you hate the spotlight, almost as much as I do." Once more he sighed, but managed to quirk the corners of his mouth in a small smile. "But... It is for the best. However you better believe you're going to be helping me out," he said, shooting Harry a quasi-glare. "I'm not doing all of this by myself."