His hands were shoved in his trouser pockets as he wandered his way through the lower levels of the school. He was nearing the defence classrooms, but he wasn't about to enter them. Not after everything that had happened. Draco would kill him, and Harry would probably end up dead or something. He had certainly gotten close enough the last time. For now he was just thinking. Being in the area to try and think through what had happened and how. Also, secretly, he was hoping to see Sirius. Not that Sirius would be out in the open... but Padfoot certainly could be. He knew how Sirius got restless when he was caged... and this sort of area would be ideal.
Not that Remus would let padfoot wander the halls in the school. Sighing softly, Harry rubbed at his scar. It had been throbbing all day, and it was really starting to give him a headache.