The next morning, Remus woke up just as the sun was rising. He and Moony were both restless after seeing Hermione but being unable to talk or comfort her, and sleep only came after consuming a double dose of sleeping drought. Heading downstairs to collect The Prophet and brew a cup of tea, he was determined to find an excuse to go to The Burrow and see Hermione. Maybe she’d open up to him if he pried a little. As he stepped foot into the sitting room, he realized that he wouldn’t have to make up an excuse after all.