"I know I am," he answered, grinning. "And you'll love it."
Regulus didn't know what to do with Sirius. "You're no bloody help," he said, but smiling. It was just so absurd and he didn't know what he was expecting Sirius to do.
"Yes, me and Remus... actually Remus and I, but grammar aside, yes, we have become friends, and yes, I know he's a Gryffindor. It hadn't escaped my notice," he said, rolling his eyes. "He's amazingly... not like you, and his blush is adorable," he said, chuckling.
He reached out and backhanded Sirius' arm. "I'm not joking. I was trying to have some help here. I don't know what to do. Severus... he means so much to me, but I know he has other priorities, killing the Dark Lord comes first, and of course, he has that Potter boy sniffing around him. Remus is... he's different, caring, nothing like the type of person I'm used to." He looked at Sirius and smiled. "Aren't you glad we haven't even got to the wife yet?"