Remus looked intently at James... he'd been known to fall for the serious act before... but this time there was something very sincere in his eyes. God, it's true! he thought as his chest began to tighten. He couldn't breathe. How was this possible?
"James, I..." his mouth had suddenly gone dry. He leaned forward in the chair, closing his eyes. "H-how is... " Suddenly this incredibly articulate man was reduced to barely understandable syllables uttered as his skin took on a bit of an unhealthy shade of white. Suddenly he looked far more sickly than he had on his worst mornings after the full moon.
"How could this have happened?" he managed finally, leaning forward and trying to breathe.