Blaise rocks back and forth on his heels, before scowling and shoving his hand in his overcoat pocket. He pulls out a slightly deformed piece of dark chocolate, sticking it out towards Lupin, the professor’s eyes widening with shock.
“Here, it’s a little melted, but uh,” Blaise trails off, looking ready to bolt until a grin splits Remus's face. He lets himself exhale with relief as the older man snatches the chocolate and pops it in his mouth with one fluid, practiced motion.
“Why, thank you, Blaise. I feel better already!”
Blaise barely holds back a squeak as Remus pats and ruffles his curly hair. Remus looks down at him with a shit-eating smile, and Blaise can't help the blush that spreads across his cheeks. He quickly looks away, choosing to stare at anything but the pleased smile resting on Remus’s face.