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Sirius glanced about the new city with a look that seemed to be increasingly confused, though also admittedly a little awestruck. Sure, yes, he'd paid attention during the briefing at the docks, but he'd also kind of assumed that that little lecture was all some elaborate dream and that he would wake up at any moment.

But it wasn't and he hadn't, and here he was, and this -- this was certainly not London.

He still had the welcome materials in his hand, but he was a little bit too much in shock to read them. So instead he glanced at the streets around him, wondering which way to go first.

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loonylupin

He'd definitely been paying attention to the presentation and little lecture they had going on there, but lord knew what was really going on. Remus was going with the fact that maybe he'd just hit his head on something during class; some kind of lack of eating and sleeping while studying for exams, and now he was dreaming...

This. A brand new city, where things would be different. Because this wasn't Hogwarts. This wasn't London. This wasn't anywhere he knew of, and as much as he'd always wanted to travel, he just couldn't see it happening like this.

What he'd really like, though, is someone who he knows. Someone who could be his friend here, someone who could-- no, that can't be him, could it?

"Sirius?" Remus called out, pulling the sleeves of his shirt down to hide his numerous scars. "Padfoot?" No, that couldn't be his friend, not in this place, right?

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blackbloodblackname

He hears that all-too familiar voice, and his head jerks towards the sound. For all the strangeness going on, it couldn't really be...?

"Moony!" Sirius is both delighted and dumbfounded by this turn of events, happy to see Remus but also a little worried to realize he's been dragged into whatever this mess is. He immediately sprints over to where he is, jogging over and glancing to make sure it's actually him.

"Merlin, you got grabbed into this madness, too?" he asks, though he sounds a little pleased once he's decided that, yes, that is actually Moony directly in front of him.

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loonylupin

Remus is used to being dragged into messes though. He's usually the one being dragged into the ones his friend's make, after all, and he's usually more then willing to go along with them.

Sometimes he disagrees with them, but he still gets dragged in anyway. But, he's glad to see his friend, and he places a hand on his shoulder just to check that Sirius is indeed real before dropping his hand from his shoulder.

"Yes, I got grabbed into whatever this is, too. You don't have anymore idea of what's going on here then I do, do you? And where everyone else is?" Remus made a little face. "I was on my way to Potions, I don't know what this is all about."

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blackbloodblackname

Ah, but there is a grand difference between these types of messes, as far as Sirius is concerned: those other messes are ones that he creates, while this one was created by someone else. A very crucial difference in acceptability!

He grins a little when Remus checks his shoulder, because in return, it assures him that this is most definitely the real Remus Lupin in front of him. "No idea. I was in the common room when I popped up here," he says, seeming a little more relaxed about the situation now that he knew he wasn't alone. Sirius glances at his knapsack, still hanging over his shoulder. "Though I still seem to have my textbooks. Not sure how helpful they'll be here, though."

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loonylupin

"Oh, we should be checking to see what we have here." Remus said, because Sirius glancing at his knapsack gave him that idea. Remus was still wearing the black robes with his prefect badge on them, so there was that inventory done. His wand was on him; thank god for that.

Which left whatever was in his own knapsack. "Open your bag and see what else you have besides textbooks." Remus already started to do the same for his own bag. Seeing as he was on his way to potions, he had a few items in there especially for the class, but nothing extraordinary.

After pushing aside some pieces of parchment, a bottle of ink, and a few quills, he started, grabbing what looked to be a blank piece of parchment.

"Found the map. Not that it'll do us much good, not being in the castle, but." Remus shrugged.

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blackbloodblackname

"Ah, well, better we have it than it getting lost to some first years. Or, Merlin, one of the teachers," he says with a blank look of horror at what could have been, before he goes digging through his own bag.

"Let's see -- ink, quills, parchment. Quidditch Through the Ages. Textbooks. Two Dungbombs. A couple of chocolate frogs. A note from Prongs asking me to meet him after class, which looks like it won't be happening."

After pawing through his knapsack for a few more moments, he shakes his head. "Nothing else in there. Though my wand did make the trip, thank Merlin," he says, shaking his sleeve so that his wand slides out past the hem and into his palm.

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loonylupin

"The last thing we need is it to get in the hands of one of the teachers." Remus said mildly, stifling a laugh at the utter look of horror on his friend's face. It really might be one of the funnier things that he's seen.

"You have chocolate frogs on you? Let me have one." Because it was telling that the first thing you wanted in a new place was the familiar, and the familiar was always chocolate. Also, he was hungry. Remus held his hand out for one of those as he slid his own wand out of his pocket.

"What would we do without our wands?" He smiled. "Like the one time you forgot yours for charms, and you tried to convince the professor you could do magic without it, in what, our second year?"

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blackbloodblackname

"Merlin, can you even imagine if they did?" Sirius says, his horror no less decreased even as he catches Moony's amusement (which does make him grin ever-so-slightly). "They'd give it to Filch so he would always know when students were out of bed. It'd be madness. We'd never get anything done ever again."

With an easy grin, he pulls one frog out of his bag and plops it in Remus' outstretched palm. If there was any doubt in his mind that this was really Remus, this would settle it -- after all, no remedy for a stressful situation worked better for one Remus Moony Lupin than some chocolate.

"We'd be doomed," he says, still smiling even as he muses it. "We'd be lost lambs in the woods or something. Though, as far as the professor knew, I could have just been a genius at wandless magic. I never even got a chance to show my possible wandless skills before he gave me detention!"