Gaius had just finished changing his robes after cleaning his classroom - by hand, unfortunately - of the last remnants of a student transfiguration gone horribly and messily wrong. He was quite glad he'd taken to leaving an extra set of clothing in his office, just in case, since there was an Order meeting he needed to attend. While black robes hid the color of blood quite well, nothing could mask the smell.
The sound of voices caused him to look up, and he smiled in welcome as he saw Sirius enter, followed by a wide eyed young prefect. "Hello, Liebling," he greeted his lover, crossing the room to take Sirius' hands and press a kiss to his cheek. At the startled gasp of the student, Gaius smiled. "Don't worry, Maria, classes are over, and public displays of affection are allowed. So, Sirius, are you ready for the meeting? Or have you come to whisk me away for a night of drunken debauchery?"