"Remus. And it's Verity. De Luca." She grinned, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "No, you're not my teacher anymore, but did you know, you were certainly the best I had. Besides, my mother always taught me to address everyone even a few seconds older than me in a respectful manner, not familiarly. So- habit." She sent him a cheeky smile.
"I have been busy, yes." She noticed him watching Mickey and looked down at her, feeling that funny little flip of her stomach whenever she realized this child was hers. She could still remember what it had been like to carry her. "It's fun, though."
Then she blanched, eyes widening. "Um, n-no. She's my sister."