The rest of the evening was filled with dinner, homework, and a lot of taunting about working with Snape. Even through dinner. Remus just shook his head and smiled through it all. He didn't care what they thought. Remus was the type of person that really didn't care what others thought of what he did, it was who he was that mattered (and what he was worried about).

He was a few minutes late. He had on a pair of wrinkled, old khakis, a worn sweater and his Gryffindor robes. He saw the Patronus and cast his when he was still at the top of the hill. His wolf ran down to greet the other Patronus and soon enough Remus was standing opposite of Snape, the two of their Patronuses (Patroni?) darting around each other.

"Evening, Severus. Well don't they seem friendly enough?" He said with a slight laugh, gesturing to the two light animals.