"Yes, yes. Goodnight. Severus."

Remus closed the door quickly, abruptly, and slumped against it, feeling oddly exhausted.

"What the fuck," he muttered.

Did he really want to think about this? Why was he freaking out around Snape, lately? First the drinking, telling him he had pretty hair...Now this.

He went back to his desk and sat down, staring at the flames for a moment before going back to his map. His maps were safe.