*James Sirius is born, Harry names the kid. So far so good.*
Sirius: Poor Minnie is going to faint when she hears that name.
Lily: I have no idea what he was thinking naming him after the two of you.
Remus: He doesn’t think generally, goes with his instincts.
Lily: Oh, let’s think where he got that from.
Sirius: *smirking* Could be anyone of us really.
Lily: James is uncharacteristically quiet.
*they all turn around James is watching his grandson very intently*
Remus: *puts a hand on James’ shoulder* Prongs? You alright mate?
James: *his voice breaks a little* I’m alright.
Lily: Oh baby *gives James a kiss*
Sirius: Oh, is ickle Jamie emotional?
James: Fuck off Padfoot, you’re just mad because he will use James.
Sirius: What? Of course he will use Sirius. Mummy dearest didn’t name me after the brightest star so it can be used as a fucking middle name.
Remus: No, she named you Sirius because she somehow knew you would be a attention seeking little prat.
Lily: Merlin’s beard! LANGUAGE!
James: Like you never curse Evans.
Lily: Do you mean when you annoy the shit out of me, Potter? *Remus and Sirius are both stifling their laughters* Now if you’ll excuse me I’ll be watching my son and my grandson.
*Lily walks away from them*
Remus: It’s been almost 50 years, how can you still get on her nerves?
James: It’s a talent, Moony.
Remus: I know, I thought only Sirius possessed this particular talent.
Sirius: Do I get on your nerves Moony? *raising an eyebrow* Would you like me to get on something else?
Remus: *face palm* He’s bloody relentless.
James: I did not have to hear that, I think I will go get Tonks.
Sirius: *grinning* She enjoys it when I do jokes like that, what she doesn’t get is that I’m serious.
James: I’m pretty sure she gets that you’re Sirius.
*Sirius rolls his eyes*
Remus: When will you stop doing that?
James: When hell freezes over.