"Hm, is that so? I'll have to keep that in mind." Remus chuckled.
"This time must seem so strange for her," he replied with a nod as Regulus spoke of his aunt's activities. "It was odd enough for us to jump forty, forty-five years through time. I can't imagine how bizarre it must be for her to jump one hundred forty years forward. There are days I still feel like something just doesn't fit." He laughed softly. "Of course, I think Pads might have given me all of a day before he was owling to arrange a meeting and clear the air!"
Smiling, he turned his head to kiss Regulus lightly. "I want to be down here, if it won't cause problems. The Full's just a very convenient excuse."
"What?" Remus laughed, leaning against the other man. "I was fifteen and the bearer of a large imagination. Who knew what villainous foe could be lurking in abandoned corridors?
"I'd say you should come join me for a walk, but I might be very tempted to drag you off into a shadowy corner somewhere and live out adolescent fantasies I never actually had."