"It's more annoying when the people who should know better forget," he answered, knowing that no amount of discussion would change the past forty years.
He nodded. "I'm sure, but since he's the one hexing you, he needs to worry." He kissed Remus again. "You can have the broom, and don't worry about it. Brooms can be replaced, you can't."
Regulus chuckled. "No, no laughing about that. I'm sure you'll be fine." He shifted, leaning against Remus and settling for another quiet night with just the two of them.