James made a noise of agreement, doing his best not to breathe in too deeply in case he picked up the black lung or something. He wondered when someone had last used this tunnel. Had Harry's kids been given the map?
The question caught him by surprise. "Blimey," James said into the gloom. "Going in with the big questions today, aren't you?" He frowned. "I dunno. Its like... it's not like when I was fourteen and fancied her. I mean, I still fancy her, obviously. I'm not blind. But it's more than that - it's deeper than that. It's like... like I could be anywhere in the world doing anything, and I know it would be great if she was there. I don't have any control over anything, because all that matters is Lily being happy, and I don't even care because I get her."
It hurt a little, talking about Lily. James could go hours without thinking about it and then he'd see or hear something and it would all come rushing back. He wasn't even sure if he was saying the right things now. "Even when we drive each other mental, she's just.. the best thing that ever happened to me. I'm better when she's there."
There was a long moment of silence, then James turned to give Sirius a curious look. "Why?"