"Being in Scotland brings your Welsh out? McGonagall would be horrified," he said, chuckling. "And good evening. Also I've never heard you speak Welsh and we talked a lot. Or as much as we could under the circumstances."
Harry went to the bench sitting down. "I'm more surprised that you are even walking around. Snape used to teach for you after the full moon. It's how we- well, Hermione figured out what you were. He assigned us werewolves," he said, remembering how Snape had gone around Dumbledore's orders. "I'm glad things are better."
He looked at Remus. "How is it like to be with Dad and Sirius?" The older self had never had that opportunity, not until Sirius had escaped.