*le sigh* Remus with a cane (I don't care if it's for a bad leg, canes are sexy!) AND a pathed up tux, Michael Buble music in my head, as well as total girl-ish fantasy fodder that I can distract myself with. Wait, that doesn't sound right... it's much, much better than that sentance implies. Like it's an expertly made tiramisu with only the finest ingredients that transcends the label of 'dessert'
I love how even your throwaway OC have spark and personality to them, it just brings it all to life and I love all those little awkward moments and I could just go on.