Remus swiped the card to finally get into his hotel room after a long day of small annoyances. He took one look inside the room and just sighed.

He really was too tired for this. Going back down those stairs to complain would just mean that he would have to come up one more time for the staff to "check" that he didn't just want a different room.

Was this hotel really so disorganised that they had assigned him a room they had already given someone else?

Deciding he wasn't up for another trek down the stairs, Remus chose instead to use the phone in the room, and hopefully not wake the snoring occupant. He was almost successful too, had he not slammed his foot into the edge of the second bed on his way out of the room. And cursed fairly loudly at his rotten luck.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my room?"

"Our room, technically. I was just using the phone to get the staff to sort that out. I was too tired to actually walk all the way back to reception," Remus explained, standing near the door somewhat awkwardly.

"We've just been assigned the same room, right? There aren't any other special requirements from your side?" At Remus's shake of his head, the other man smiled looking as tired as Remus felt. "It'll take them too long to sort this out. Just sleep on the other bed. We can sort this out in the morning."

Despite his exhaustion, Remus wouldn't want to intrude on someone else's privacy. "Are you sure? I don't mind waiting a while longer for them to sort everything out. I've interrupted your sleep already!"

"Even I can tell that you look like you're very nearly sleepwalking. Just sleep. It'll be like having a room mate for a night, and I don't think you could come close to being as terrible of a room mate as James is, so don't worry yourself over it." The man was half-speaking into the pillow, so Remus acquiesced, not wanting to keep the man up much longer.

The man was snoring before Remus had even brought his suitcase in and closed the door.