Summary:

"And someday we'll be coming here with your grandchildren, Prongs," Remus said, "and they'll all run round the field and you'll try to tell them stories about the old days and they'll be properly horrified to think their doddering elders ever even did young people things."

"Like this, you mean?" James asked and leaned over to give Lily a smacking kiss on the lips.

"Ewww!" Sirius moaned. "My eyes, Prongs! My eyes!"

"Or it will just be Sirius you horrify," Remus murmured, suppressing a smirk as Sirius tackled James.

(Set after OotP, but also in the Marauders era.)


Characters Remus, with James, Lily and Sirius

Warnings: None

Words: 1,900

Disclaimer: I don't own the wizarding world or Number 12, Grimmauld Place.
Tangentially inspired by Eva Cassidy's version of "Fields of Gold."

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