James so badly wanted to laugh. He almost wished he'd thought of it, and began to wonder just exactly how to apply the idea to Sirius - but no, that would probably be counter-productive. Sighing, he grasped the top of Remus' book, pulling it into his own hands. He hated to disturb their peace, especially when it seemed like he'd seen so little of Remus.
"Moony, I wish I was kidding," he said earnestly.
With an air of casual reverence he replaced the bookmark and closed the book, setting on the arm of the empty chair. He perched on the edge of the seat, leaning toward Remus, resting his elbows on his knees and his hands grasped together.
"A boy," he went on. "Named Teddy. He's living with Andromeda."