"I .. wouldn't know," Remus admits with a soft, unburdened shrug He'd never been involved in anything like romance before, had always had greater concerns and not enough stability, for that matter, and truthfully, he doesn't feel awful about this fact. Doesn't regret it, even. It's simply the way that things have worked out.

He's glad they've managed to work out differently, for Harry, and for Ron and Hermione. He gives her a warm, sideways smile before gathering together what's necessary for their drinks and filling the kettle. He gives it a soft whack with his wand, and it gives an answering, quiet hiss before falling silent again.

"But I'm happy for you, I really, really am. I'm sure it'll make things easier on the both of you. Is it alright to say that, when it means that Ron's here, as well? Ah, might as well be here together. Right?"