Bright amber eyes focused as Remus Lupin steamed ahead. The students jumped to one side or the other, clearing a path for him to stride with definitive purpose. Sirius Black followed; his face set and solemn. There weren't any words spoken between them, and none were needed. This didn't help with the curiosity displayed by the others. One started to follow, wondering what was going on. A few feet later, another person was added to the wake of the werewolf moving with purpose. Two more, then three, then two more - Professors, this time - then six more. All was eaten up with the feeling that something was happening and of course, there wasn't anything to help assuage that feeling. Portraits found out and followed the best that they could. Soon there were at least twenty-five people and three times that number of portraits consequent to the path they took, one after the other after another.