Remy’s legs felt like the heaviest lead. Between his run to warm up, his training session and the walk up the rest of the stairs to the Astronomy Tower [which he decided would be an excellent additional cool down]; he felt like he had killed himself. Though, regardless of the feeling in them right now, he knew that within the hour he would simply feel better for his work out and the horrible feeling would simply have bled away to a pleasant used feeling. That very same feeling that he used to detest after even the most basic of walk or jogging session. Now, however. It fueled him and his desire to train more.

Right now however, he wanted somewhere quiet and peaceful to sit and read. After all, there were a lot of books in the library about animagi, and although he had taken out one of them at the end of last term, he had more research to do. Yes, yes he did.

That thought, however went straight out of his head when he realised that there was already somebody in the garden patch. No problem, he would simply sit at the opposite side and relax with his books. Walking down the path towards the fountain, he hummed one of his favourite tunes.

He was just away to sit down when he realised who was sitting on the opposite bench. ”Pippa!”, he called out with a light-hearted chuckle. Stopping his descent to the bench - and ignoring the burn in his thighs as a result - he stood again so that he could stride across the courtyard and sit next to the much smaller, eleven year old. ”How are you today?” He asked, setting his bag on the bench next to his hip.