He smiled fondly, remembering his time at Hogwarts. "Yes, I believe I would." he said without hesitation. "I would go back without a single reservation. I very much enjoyed my time there. And I dare say your son had very much the same disregard for the rules that you did. Did I ever tell you about the night I found him wandering the corridors with the map?" he shook his head, letting the memories wash over him. "I had to save him from Snape. Oh, and the insulting charm you invented for the map works perfectly, by the way."
Maybe it would be possible, James mused. They couldn't stay hidden forever, and while the idea of a zombie werewolf filling a teaching position might be a bit of a stretch... well, surely stranger things had happened. James barked out a laugh when Remus mentioned the map. There was still a good dose of amusement in the idea of taking the piss out Snape. "I can't believe the thing endured," he mentioned. "Not that it wouldn't have, but I'd have figured Filch would have burned the thing or something." Then again, some of their more interesting pranks had involved explosives, so maybe it was a simple precaution. "I found out how it got back to Harry, though. Turns out the Weasley twins, you know, Ginny's brothers? They nicked it from Filch, but I can't for the life of me figure out how they figured it out."
He raised an eyebrow in amusement, pulling his tattered grey sweater closed across his chest to keep the chill he'd felt from getting worse. "It certainly endured. In fact, it's how we discovered Peter had..." he stopped and bit his lip. He knew, of course, that things regarding Peter had been so delicate with James. Of course, Remus had years to deal with everything, and months to figure out that Peter wasn't dead... James, on the other hand, had come back to find that many things he knew to be true were in fact lies. "The map is what lead me back to Sirius, and thankfully, it's what allowed me to know of his innocence. Irony, really, that something we created on a lark turned out to be so vital, yes?" he asked with a nod, letting his thoughts fall to the Weasley twins. "Oh, Merlin... those two. They were in my class. Quite gifted, really. I believe I can safely say that nothing surprises me with those two, least of all their ability to figure it out." he chuckled softly.
He tried his best to not grimace at the mention of Peter's name, opting to glance decidedly away from Remus' gaze. The second phrasing Remus used was much easier to digest. Part of him wanted to ask how Remus ever could possibly have thought- ah, but no, James had hated that line of questioning the first time around. There was no use, he told himself, in making Remus feel guilty over it now, especially when Sirius and Remus had come home in such better spirits than when they'd left. "Oh, come on, you expected any less?" James chided with a smirk. "My saving your necks from the great beyond? Too fitting, that." It might not have been solely his work, but as far as James was concerned, at that point he was dead and that gave him carte blanche to take credit for just about anything he damn well pleased. "Actually, while you guys were gone I spent a bit of time with Dora, she's working in their joke shop. Interesting stuff," he praised. Quite suddenly he realized that maybe Remus'... er... his uh- maybe Dora wasn't the most desirable topic of conversation. Plowing right along he prompted, "So things with Sirius seem good. You guys managed to sort out... things?"