Remus Lupin and the Prisoner of Azkaban--- Chapter 13: Learning to Professor
The next few days were made lighter, easier by a few things; his first class didn’t start until the beginning of the next week through some scheduling kindness, and actually utilizing the Hospital Wing lessened his pain considerably. Lastly, his fellow teachers. If it wasn’t Pamona Sprout in the staffroom making an offhand remark about how he was looking perkier, it was Hagrid eagerly piling 3rds onto his plate, insisting that he had to try this. He ran over his curriculum with Professor Flitwick, who seemed excited at the prospect of being a mentor. Snape would generally avoid interacting with him but seemed all too happy to stay in the room he entered and brood in his direction. He would have found it annoying if he wasn’t so determined to be almost aggressively polite toward him–and he wasn’t exactly to solid on his own motivation. Was it to make up for their school days? Maybe. Was it because he was an adult and would act in a professional way toward his colleague? Maybe. Was it because it was one of the best ways to frustrate Severus and make him feel as if he was failing to provoke Remus? …Maybe.