He leaned his forehead back. He was trying to fight this feeling now. Remus didn't know why it was there. He was trying to pretend it wasn't there for days. He'd convinced himself it was because was trying to help Severus. But he wanted his touch. And the way he looked at him.

"I can't tomorrow. James made me promise I'd spend a whole day with them. I'm-- I'm sorry. But you've got all of Saturday since they've got Quidditch practice and Peter's got tutoring in Ancient Ruins." He responded, a touch of guilt in his voice.