Oh, you know, [ Remus says. He only glances at Harry long enough to feel a fleeting tickle of amusement at his hair and to categorise the expression on his face, but when he looks back ahead he turns up the side of his mouth Harry will be able to see and pats the left side of his chest, where his bite is, old and unitchy. ] Only gives me any trouble once a month or so.

[ Once a month and now, albeit not in any medical way: ]

That's why I'm here instead of out there. Time goes a bit queer in the corridors.

[ It's a little defensive. Friendly, still, but defensive, like a footballer left on the bench quick to point out it's only because he's injured. ]

I'm surprised you didn't go.