The more he thought on it, the more he liked the idea. And for all Remus's efforts to appear cautious in his optimism, it was kind of a deal closer, the notion that they could probably pull this off.
"Well, a man's got to have priorities," James smirked over to Sirius. "I mean, that'd be the real tragedy, you know, shredding through the Poe anthology."
James might very quietly enjoy poetry, but Poe had never really done much for him. A bit over-hyped, most of it. Even if he was quickly kind of back-pedaling that in his mind. The trendy stuff was tedious. The other stuff--
Right. Off topic. Back to werewolfing.
"And Harry works in the library- maybe they've got a back room or something," he mentioned. "Someplace that wouldn't come out too worse for the wear. Plenty of time to get that sorted out. We might even be able to find you a water bowl or something. Maybe even one of those really nice collars-- you know, with a bell and everything?"