Some Old Fool
It was going to be interesting, being back at Hogwarts, now on the staff side of things. Remus had often wondered what it'd be like, teaching, when he was young. All his teachers had liked him, even if he had been friends with James and Sirius…
No. Remus turned and walked to the window. He wouldn't think of them. He couldn't; it hurt too much.
He sighed. What had he become? Some reminiscent old man? Good lord, if the Marauders could see him now!
Remus laughed softly. What he really needed was some coffee. That would get him going.