Remus wiped his mouth, faintly appalled at himself, and walked back into the Great Hall. The rustle of whispers that had risen in his absence abruptly ceased.

I love this - the odd marriage of his wolf self and Remus. Wonderful chapter as always, nail biting but warmer than the books in the sense that Harry has more than two people who are looking out for him, and in this case Draco needs a bit of help as well.