The way that Sirius was beaming about the entire ordeal made Remus, remembering just how relieved his husband had been when he had broken from his own parents. It was clear that Draco wasn’t in the exact same place about the entire thing, but Remus assumed that Sirius knew the tone with which Draco felt comfortable discussing it, and laced along with him.<br/>“We are on third generation now, yes?” Remus asked, having been with Sirius since the very beginning, also when he reached out to his own estranged uncle, finding it quaint that it really was becoming a tradition.<br/><br/>There was something touching about the way that Sirius and Remus really wanted to celebrate Draco’s coming out, making the feeling of nausea about the entire ordeal lessen. He still wasn’t thrilled, knowing that he probably could have stayed closeted for as long as need be, if it had come down to it, which it likely would have.<br/>However, he was puzzled at the explanation of the third generation, figuring that his mum’s sister couldn’t be old enough to count as a generation above Sirius, so it left him wondering who the first one was.<br/>“Third?” Draco inquired, unsure how exactly to phrase the question.