"And here I thought only Sirius shook off rain like a wet mutt," Remus teased from where he'd come up from the dungeons in time to catch James' entrance from the rain. He'd spent the previous night with Regulus, but got up early to do his usual morning training before breakfast. He probably could do some of it in the common room without waking Regulus...or keeping him awake, as Remus was sure he woke Regulus by getting out of bed most mornings in the first place. Besides, he still lived in Gryffindor tower with his friends and needed to see them periodically.
They were the family he had left, after all.
So, he was amused to find the other early rising Marauder already in the Entrance Hall when he came up. "Have a good flight?" he asked, putting two and two together from the fact James was drenched and carrying his broom. Sirius loved flying in the rain, too, and Remus had never understood either man's need to fly that badly. Rainy weather was curled up with a book, a blanket, and a cup of hot chocolate weather, not flying weather.