Remus was packing up his office when Harry and Ron ran in panting.
"YOU'RE PACKING!" Harry yelled in frustration.
"But-but you c-can't go!" Ron stuttered.
Remus sighed and turned to look at them. "As much as I hate to leave, I must. Anyway, I have more pressing matters to attend to."
Harry looked startled, and Ron looked confused.
"Like what?" Harry said, intrigued at Remus' statement.
"Did Sirius ever tell you he never got a trial?" They both nodded. "Well, I am going to try and get him one."
After a few moments hesitation, Harry walked over and gave his former Dark Arts teacher a hug.
"Thank you." He whispered.
"Anytime Prongster." Remus replied with a smile.