It was 8:05 by the time Sirius was standing outside of Blue Moon Café on Friday evening. They were unsure of which door to use, the front one to the shop or the one in the alley that opens to the staircase leading to Remus’ flat. Instead of trying both, they had decided to text him to ask. He hadn’t texted back yet, so Sirius was left standing outside, fidgeting in their skirt and glancing around anxiously at the people passing them by. They knew it wasn’t likely for anyone to say anything to them about their gender, but they couldn’t shake the nervous feeling. 