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“Yeah, but your son probably thinks you’re a D. Possibly a C, on a nice day.” Lucy said with utter nonchalance.
Remus truly did not give a fuck about what a bunch of 16 year olds had to say about his level of coolness. He truly did not. “But…why?”
“Dunno, just the way it is Mr Lupin.” Oliver answered while flattening the carton box and began to fold it. “Don’t worry though, once he escaped the terrible concoction of warring hormones in his body,” —this came from a 16 year old with a scatter of hormonal acne on his cheekbones— “he’d definitely rank you a B+. I personally think my parents are a solid A themselves.”
In which: R J Lupin worried about being not cool enough for Teddy and henceforth was plummeted into a midlife crisis.