Re: Regulus/Remus
"That seems like a good compromise," he said, smiling a little bit. This was their usual banter, even if the situation was anything but normal. "Sounds like we might have to move the library to the formal side of the house, put the practice room above the office and beneath the potion room. This leaves us one empty floor in case we need it. You might get sick of me and need your own bedroom for a night or two." And no more than that as far as he was concerned.
Regulus almost called Kreacher, but realised that there were pitchers and glasses on every night stand. He poured the water for Remus. "Let's get you sitting up so you can drink properly." The fact that Remus looked better after the full moon was not a good sign. "You're never sick, are you?" It was one of those little things he'd have to think about once this crisis was over.
He offered Remus the water when he was sitting up. "I told you, if we don't get a cure soon, you'll be petrified. You will literally have no choice but to lay here doing nothing. Right, and if you're done with the water, we can help you lay down again. If you need more, call Kreacher."