"Oooh, yes, it is indeed stressful," the Headmaster said, popping a sweet and offering Remus a piece of chocolate. "Shh, don't tell the boss I'm giving you candy," he said with a wink, ducking out of sight from the witch that patrolled the infirmary like a hawk.

They were silent for a moment before Dumbledore patted young werewolf on the shoulder and left behind a rather obvious looking handkerchief that smelled rather obviously of Severus.

"My theory is that if you are surrounded by things that calm you, you yourself might be calmer."