[His own favorite subject. Remus allows himself to fantasize for a moment-- was it he who influenced that? Had he taught Harry anything? He can't imagine James and Lily didn't pass on their gifts to him, James tutoring him in transfiguration, Lily showing him how charms worked-- but perhaps there's a very small bit of Remus there as well.

But-- he glances down at what he can see of Hermione, a little smile quirking on his lips.]

No wonder we're friends, if that's what you think of Quidditch. I used to sit in the stands while Sirius and James were at practice-- I can't tell you the number of times I swore they were going to end up killing themselves because they just had to do stupid stunts.

[A beat, and then, with a little sigh:]

It only got worse when James began to fancy Lily.