Sirius, James and Peter gazed expectantly at Remus, surveying his discomfort with mild interest. Well, in James' case anyway. Peter was sending him a silent plea, 'feed me, feed me!' in a way that reminded Remus of Wormtail, when he snuffled in Remus' pockets for food. And as for Sirius… Sirius always happened to be looking at Remus. Sometimes he became red in the face when caught.
"Erm, not really…" Remus mumbled. He sighed, and then straightened up as if hit by a stroke of brilliance.
"Actually, there is something I can cook…"
That night, they ate six fishfingers each.