Although Remus takes his seat with every intention of retaining an appropriate amount of stubborn disinterest, as Sirius begins the lesson he finds his interest piqued despite himself. He's never given magical engineering much thought, though he knows the subject to be of particular interest to his friend. Flying motorbikes and charmed toasters were always Sirius' thing, but Remus is surprised to realize that he'd become entirely engrossed in the lecture when they suddenly break to begin work on their own projects.

With his focus derailed, Remus stares blankly at the bits and pieces of apparent scrap in front of him. Somehow, he's supposed to take all this and make it into a functioning habitat for a magical creature? His lips twist into a wry expression, wand tapping lightly against his knee. Randomly, he picks up what appears to be a piece of a broken ceramic bowl, examining it front and back before setting it down again. This project is clearly going to take a significant amount of creativity, and Remus has no idea where to start.

After glancing over either shoulder as subtly as possible to see his classmates already hard at work, Remus sighs, slouching down in his chair and wishing pointlessly that his best mate were here. You know, the one who's his own age that he wouldn't be completely opposed to asking for help.