Remus hated having to miss a day of work. He knew it was his own conditioning because of his experiences. No one else seemed to expect him to work the day after the full moon. Harry had been surprised he was even able to walk after the first. Apparently his older self had not been as capable of forcing himself to get up as Remus had trained himself to be now. It made sense, he supposed. Another ten years of transformations, loneliness, poverty...it would have taken it's toll.
He still didn't like missing work, though, not after the number of times that had been the cause of losing work. But, Regulus turned out to not be as easy to get around as James had been the previous month. Not only had Regulus surprised him by staying in himself and working from his rooms, but he had been very unimpressed with Remus' attempts to get up and go to his own office when he awoke sometime in the middle of the afternoon.
So, after the meeting of the department heads, Remus had taken himself up to his office to work some more on his proposals for completely upending the way wizards dealt with non-human magical beings historically. He'd nearly forgotten Harry's daughter was going to come by to speak about a job until said young woman knocked on the open door. "Yes, now is perfect," he said, getting up to greet her and usher her toward a seat. "I admit, I'm a bit surprised you'd be interested in working in this department. From your eldest brother's description, I half-expected you would want to join him working in communication."