Remus J. Lupin (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} slowburn_alpha) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} hogwarts_dawn, |
"If you're Old Reliable, does that make Pads the Empress of Stormy Emotions? Because I think that makes me the plucky niece who doesn't think the man who proposed to her was serious," Remus cheeked with a bit of a soft smirk, not convinced for a moment but willing to let the bluff stand for a moment.
Squatting down, weight all on the balls of his feet, he did take a look at that, more to please James than from any real need to inspect the work. "You get paid for it and you'll be a proper upstanding citizen, marketable skill, respectable wife, successful son. No more acting like a carefree wastrel with us boys." He threw James a teasing wink before using his hands on his knees as leverage to push himself back up to a standing position.
"We've a bit of time left, don't worry." He smiled ruefully. "I can feel it crawling under my skin, so not long, but a bit more, yet." He wanted to say that it helped having all of them there. But, he suspected James wasn't ready to hear that sentiment, still.