"I know. They should have left him there, he was such a cute baby." Perfect angel. At least in his selective memories, which was all that really mattered. Clearly. "I just don't want to... I don't want to mess up worse."
He'd already caused enough bad fortune for Harry, however indirectly. Sirius shook his head, then smiled a little. "One time, James hit me up through the mirrors because he had put the cloak over a sleeping Harry and then he couldn't find him any more. Lily never knew."
"... How did he even-- You know, I don't wanna know." Rolling his eyes. He shook his head and moved away. "See what I mean? Don't worry so much. You're doing brill." As well as a man who'd never taken care of a kid could. "Now, come on, show me how you tuck the boy in. I'm sure you're excelling at that."
Sirius was gentle, fun and had a way of making people smile. He assumed Harry was getting a lot of love and care lately. "And, just gotta say, Lily probably knew. Lily always knew."
"I just tell him stories. Like we used to." Sirius frowned. "So far it's getting less out of hand." Things had gotten wild. Especially in their later years. He laughed a little and threw an arm around Remus' shoulder, mostly just to know that he was really here. He was really and truly right there. He wanted to talk more. Wanted to ask him if he really believed in him.
But it could wait. He didn't want to break down in front of Harry. He wanted to be stable for him.
"Harry? You in your room already?" He led the way there, walking inside. There was quite the collection of whatever they had seen that looked remotely fun in the few stores the village had. Definitely more fun than Harry had ever had before.
"Sirius said I could have anything that looked fun. There's a lot of stuff that looks fun." Harry was sitting in bed, in his red and yellow jammies, hugging close a black stuffed dog plushie. It was all floppy limbed and snuggly. He loved it a lot. It was like a Padfoot he could always have. "This one is my fav."
"Good choice, he looks cute." He smiled at Harry and then reached out to pet Sirius's head. "You're also cute."
Sirius grinned widely, then changed form, becoming the dog being referenced here. He put his front paws up against Remus' chest and seemed to be wanting to lick his face, tail wagging, but then he moved away again, jumping right up on the bed and curling up around Harry, nuzzling him. So, yes, that was essentially the life they had been leading as of late.
His tail wagged and then he changed again, his arms around Harry instead. "What kinda story are you feeling, golden boy?"
Harry was giggling with delight and Remus had to grin because he was so soft and sweet for the boy. What a good puppy. If he ever needed proof that Sirius hadn't done it, this was it. No one who did that could be this tender with Harry. He came over and sat on the edge of the bed, taking off Harry's glasses for him and folding them up, placing them aside.
"Can I have a scary story? Where the hero is a puppy!"
"Challenging." Remus teased as he looked playfully at Sirius. "Come on then, Pads. Woah us with a tale."
Sirius watched Remus take care of the glasses. He had repaired them for Harry by now, of course. Also adjusted the actual glasses, because they were quite outdated. But now Harry could walk without stumbling, so he felt accomplished. "A scary story with a heroic puppy... Let's see what I can do."
He drew his wand and waved it, watching as a puppy appeared. And licked Harry's face, before running higher up. "There was a puppy, once upon a time. And the puppy had a really, really good friend, who was a wolf. They loved playing with each other."
There they were, tumbling around. All over each other happily. "But one day, the wolf got lost in the forest. That was very scary, because the forest was so big and dark and dangerous. Full of monsters." He did love to illustrate that.
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He'd already caused enough bad fortune for Harry, however indirectly. Sirius shook his head, then smiled a little. "One time, James hit me up through the mirrors because he had put the cloak over a sleeping Harry and then he couldn't find him any more. Lily never knew."
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Sirius was gentle, fun and had a way of making people smile. He assumed Harry was getting a lot of love and care lately. "And, just gotta say, Lily probably knew. Lily always knew."
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But it could wait. He didn't want to break down in front of Harry. He wanted to be stable for him.
"Harry? You in your room already?" He led the way there, walking inside. There was quite the collection of whatever they had seen that looked remotely fun in the few stores the village had. Definitely more fun than Harry had ever had before.
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"Sirius said I could have anything that looked fun. There's a lot of stuff that looks fun." Harry was sitting in bed, in his red and yellow jammies, hugging close a black stuffed dog plushie. It was all floppy limbed and snuggly. He loved it a lot. It was like a Padfoot he could always have. "This one is my fav."
"Good choice, he looks cute." He smiled at Harry and then reached out to pet Sirius's head. "You're also cute."
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His tail wagged and then he changed again, his arms around Harry instead. "What kinda story are you feeling, golden boy?"
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"Can I have a scary story? Where the hero is a puppy!"
"Challenging." Remus teased as he looked playfully at Sirius. "Come on then, Pads. Woah us with a tale."
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He drew his wand and waved it, watching as a puppy appeared. And licked Harry's face, before running higher up. "There was a puppy, once upon a time. And the puppy had a really, really good friend, who was a wolf. They loved playing with each other."
There they were, tumbling around. All over each other happily. "But one day, the wolf got lost in the forest. That was very scary, because the forest was so big and dark and dangerous. Full of monsters." He did love to illustrate that.