"Thanks. Can you hold this?" James reached for the handkerchief and passed Remus the quaffle in return, managing to wedge his broom in place as he pulled his glasses off. He nodded as he wiped them down. "I get it. It had only been a year for me and my cornering is shocking." He had tried to fly in the boundary of their home a couple of times, but it was only a small cottage garden and you set off the wards if you went too high. There were only so many times you could have Mad-Eye or a Prewett turn up at your door without getting hexed.
"We definitely should. I'm free whenever, let's just book it in." Replacing his glasses, James passed the hanky back to Remus. A part of him wondered if they should invite Peter, but it was still such a complicated mess... the idea of a whole evening in Wormtail's company made his stomach clench uncomfortably. He definitely didn't trust himself to have a couple of drinks around him. That said, James couldn't shake a note of guilt at the idea of leaving him out.
"How's working with Lilu going?" he asked, holding his hand out to take the quaffle back.