Later that evening, Hermione was enjoying her second glass of champagne, giggling as Sirius tried to coax Professor McGonagall onto the dancefloor who rebuked his advances, swotting at his hands as they reached for her waist. He gave the witch his best Padfoot puppy dog eyes, but when he failed, he swept his gaze across the room until it landed on Remus. His face lit up as he grabbed Remus’ hands, dragging him instead to dance, with Remus protesting with every step. Sirius pulled him tight against his chest into a waltz position, while Remus laughed and reluctantly followed his lead. 