Typically speaking, James Potter was not exactly an emotional man. Unless those emotions were confidence, bravado, and generally not caring about things. Over the last months of his life though, there had been a distinct amount of emotion that had hit the young man like... what was the expression? A freight train, he believed it was. He would have to ask Lily to be positive later.
Had anyone asked, James would have squarely put the blame on himself for this whole predicament. The mistrust, the distance. The wheels in his head turned as he cried and hugged Sirius, somehow managing to keep both sets of things completely compartmentalized. He should have been a better friend, was the first thing on his list.
After being brothers for so many years, there should have been no reason at all for why there should have been any mistrust. At least not between the three men in the room right now. Hindsight being what it was, James could see where the holes in their plot had been. How the foundation had begun to crack and crumble until it felt like Remus was a stranger, and Sirius wasn't an option. That rat bastard had been more slick than even Snape's hair after three weeks of skipping wash day.
None of that all mattered.
"Come on," he told Remus and pulled him into the group of them. Just like old times. Almost, there was a considerable lack of fur, and claws, and teeth. James enjoyed the embrace for a moment before pulling back just enough and motioning for Lily to join in. She was a part of this in every way as well. Perhaps an even larger part than she thought as she was the thing that balanced out the new and improved quartet.
What had happened in the real world, regardless of where in time they came from, was irrelevant. If Preya had decided to give them all a second, third, or even a fifteenth chance together, it would have been welcome. In that moment he almost felt bad for Peter. Almmost. He had given up this incredible amount of love and support for what? To be someone's lackey? That was a terrible downgrade.
Giving all of his friends a kiss and as tight of a hug as he could manage when there were three other people involved, he grinned. All was well.