It was her klutziness that Remus found so endearing. And it was only the sheer adoration that kept him from mocking her even further. The stuck out tongue was tempting but he let it pass, instead settling to kiss the tip of her nose. "Of course you're allowed to be tired. I'm simply trying to help you learn to dress yourself." Alright, so maybe he wasn't completely done mocking her.
Remus shook his head, shoving his hands into his pockets. "On his own sister? Bloody hell." Not surprising anymore, but still -- It was amazing what some people could do in their own families. It made Remus glad he was born a half-blood. Not that Muggleborns couldn't be found guilty of similar crimes, it just made some of these things less likely.
"How kind of you to save me a spot," Remus said, removing his hands and settling on the edge of the bed beside her. With a smirk, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. "Nowhere near as exciting. Was a quiet day save for one little blighter thinking he could slip out with a journal unnoticed."