Severus smirked and pulled his hand back. "I understand Gryffindors are slow sometimes, but you don't need to bite my head off!" Severus countered, sliding off of the sill to put his hands on his waist and peer down at Remus. "The world does not revolve around you," he said, nasty because that was his fall back mechanism. "I am more concerned about me" he tried to point out. "You've mentioned my staring. Why? Why would I do that? And this! Oh, this is far worse. Anyone can walk by and see us--"

Severus paced, trying to think.

"I am certain it is your pheromones that are effecting the degree in which I show you favor," he muttered, scratching at his throat. "Above and beyond feelings, Lupin, don't go yelling that I feel nothing for you!"