A cleaning charm lazily made it's way over him, not really doing it's job, and he cracked his eye open after hearing the thumps of both Sirius and Harry falling onto the floor next to him. His lip quirked, at least they had managed to pull Harry's pants up. Their relaxing was cut short however as the door was thrown open. All three of them shot up, wands instantly in their hands, aimed towards the intruder; they had obviously forgotten that other people lived here. It wasn't any of the aforementioned 'people who live here' however, but an angry looking werewolf, a bespectacled boy, a meek looking blonde, and a fiery redhead- a panicked looking, curly-headed, gryffindor not far behind.