He knew Remus’s mothering side would be useful someday and even though he was sure the other would rather not have to use it for such things as this, it couldn’t be helped.
❝You’re always best prepared Remus, in times like this I’m truly glad you are .❞
A smile also appeared+
Unable to help himself he hissed as if 𝒉𝒆 were in pain but hurting padfoot even slightly wasn’t something he wanted.
Even though scolding was his forte.
“Mmm. Well, you’re doing a marvelous job — my friend.” He said before sighing.
“Ah, It’s a good thing I have my own first +
Not that he thinks he has anything to apologise and ask for forgiveness for, but maybe the two can hold some kind of 𝙘𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙡 conversation on his day of birth .
Knocking on the drawing room softly, he patiently waits for a response from the other side .