"I keep telling people, I'll fucking teach anywhere. It's just that no one wants me. I can't blame them, I'm a bit of a shitty pick. I'm off work so much these days and I'm naff at lying in the interview. I had a good job but I lost it. The parents thought I was a deviant homosexual spreading my AIDS and propaganda." He wasn't even out, they just assumed. If he had AIDS, he was gay. There was no other option. Just like if he had AIDS, he also had to be sleeping around. A great irony there. Remus smiled at Sirius, kind of relieved to just talk about his life a little and not hide it all. Sirius was so ... so supportive. In a sense. Caring. Actually listening to him. He'd never had that before.

"I'm pretty open where I end up, I'm about to lose my place and I can't move back in with my parents. They worry. They worry so much, always did." He waved his hand in dismissal. "London seems -- seems as good as any to be homeless."