"Neither have we, anyhow," Remus informed her. "Neither has anyone."
He yawned into his quilt after. "And how old are...we? At home?" He pressed his back against the support of the chair he was on, his muscles almost tightening a little as he moved. "Do we have children like you and Harry do? And grand children? Will they be old enough to attend Hogwarts? Or have we been killed like...your mother- and father-in-law?"