Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, JK Rowling's.
~Remus~
It's been a long time since I saw the faces of my old friends, laughing and waving back to me. Especially James and Lily; they look exactly as I remember them, just like in the photographs I keep in that old album beside my bed. And Sirius, chasing after my son Teddy; he was always good when it came to kids. Nymphadora and her lovely bright pink hair are there too, adding to the rainbow of colour that Teddy's bright turquoise already brought. They're not ashamed of me. And speaking of me, there's no more furry little problem for me.