#post-bear

Remus, who was happily sitting in his bed, sipping a cup of tea, balancing a book that looked more like a brick than a book on his knees, had come in that day to find Sirius cuddled up with a bear on the couch, and decided to neither question it or wake the man up. He could hear conversations down the steps from the doors, but in the now-waning moon could not make them out, so he happily sat, blissfully unaware of the strange and not-very-subtle conversation taking place downstairs.