Remus and Peter had taken care of a few things that had a delayed start on them. Turning the page on the book he was reading, Remus smiled. He did love the pacing Shakespeare crafted in 'Taming of the Shrew'. He was smiling faintly when he heard the portrait open.
Remus was annoyed. He wasn't sure why. Just the vague feeling of being trapped made Remus go alone to the lake. He didn't want to be bothered by pranks, being witty or even being studious.
Lighting a cigarette he had hidden in his things, Remus sat by a large tree and tried to decide what to do.