Remus was relieved to hear that she would be out by Sunday. A lengthy stay would only cause her to have to dwell on what happened, rather than regaining some semblance of her normal routine back. He was also relieved, because it meant she wouldn't be in the ward when he had to stay over the duration of the days leading up to and after the Full Moon. The last thing she needed to find out about now was that he was werewolf.
"Sunday, then," he said, with a nod. "Everyone will be glad to see you back in Gryffindor." He reached into his bag and pulled out a few books. "I wasn't sure what you'd be in the mood for, so I brought a range of things. You might already have them; it's all Muggle literature. The Count of Monte Cristo, Anne of Green Gables, The Adventures of Peter Pan, and The Odyssey. Fiction, but I thought it might be a nice departure from a hospital wing bed." He smiled a little and placed the books on the bedside table.