"Funny enough fighting a war didn't seem that important to her. Apparently I should have been doing more with my free time. Death Eaters have families and take days off, did you know that?" He snorted. It wasn't her fault that she didn't know. He was glad at least one generation hadn't had to live that way. He pressed back against Moonys foot, knowing better than to crowd him before the moon.
"Don't even think that Moony. I'd never do something like get married and leave you." That's all he'd ever really wanted anyway. Growing old with Remus, popping in on James and Lily and Harry. Peter coming by for Sunday brunch. He'd been so stupid.
"Do what you need to do Moony, we can vanish it." He hated seeing his friend like that. He'd always wished there was something more he could do. "We should be taking notes or something, yeah? For the kids of the future. You never know when time magic will do this again." He was talking just to talk now, anticipation of the night to come making him jittery.