If you asked him what had led him up here-- well, he'd probably lie about it. Never you mind why he's up here, and while his friends seem to have shed most of their reservations about the place James still far too often finds himself mortified at the things that are demanded of him.

Which is not to say that he doesn't do them, because he knows that not doing them would be worse.

When he comes across Remus, he's carrying what appears to be a thick, rolled up carpet over one shoulder and a bucket in one hand, and he smirks down at the other young man as he comes to a stop near to him.

"You look like you're enjoying yourself."