[Harry almost stops in the middle of filling the electronic kettle, turning to look at the other wizard, surprised. Changing back and forth.] Blimey, [he says. He's heard about the corridors. He knows that getting back to safety is no easy matter, even if one noticed quite soon that things were going horribly wrong.

He looks at Remus for just a moment longer, before turning his attention back to the faucet. Water goes in, fizzy and white.] Crookshanks the cat, [he confirms.] Couldn't leave him, and I was a bit full of myself to be honest. I thought I had the spells and the dittany. [He makes a face, and closes the top of the kettle. Brings it back to the heating component, and the tiny light goes on when it starts.]

I might go again, later. My broom's in the locker. [Remus was never properly in the category of disapproving and over-protective adults where Harry would get all cagey around them. He still isn't.]