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I meant the first Wizarding War! He was born 22 August 1976, and the war ended around 1981, so he'll have been a child back then
Oh shit, you’re right! I completely forgot that he must’ve been born during the first war. In that case, I think you might be onto something🤔
-a small cottage with a messy front lawn from too many Weasleys and Potter children visiting.
- a quaint backyard with perfectly grown fruits that Sirius plucks after a full moon to make warm tomato soup for Remus.
- chipped floral china filled with a different flavour tea each morning made by Remus, delivered each morning to Sirius who still lays in bed, messy hair sprayed over soft cotton pillows.
- an old leather couch beaten from too many nights where Remus and Sirius lay close, hands clasped, under one wool blanket, and a muggle movie on.
- a bookshelf that cover floor to wall, filled with mystery crime novels bought by Sirius for Remus to enjoy.
- a small bench overlaid with thick ivy where Remus reads aloud and Padfoot lays with head in his lap, just listening. Just listening to the sounds of being alive and here and now and in love.
- cold rainy days where they stay in bed, drowning in warmth from the crackling fire in the corner of the cozy room, that eases their weary bones.
- fresh flowers on the window sill each morning that Sirius brings when he comes from his daily morning walk. Roses, and daffodils, and Cornelias. And sometimes Lilies as well.
- sweet smelling candles on the dinner table, lit every night when they enjoy home cooked meals.
- cooking together in their small kitchen, constantly bumping into each other and laughing each time. Wearing matching aprons bought by Harry and over stirring the stew and eating all the batter before it goes in the pan.
- sitting on the front steps each night, just looking at the stars, fully in love.
- countless photo albums filled with birthday parties and Christmases, and New Years, and summers, and dinner parties, and weddings and joy and love because they’re here, and healing, and happy.
- because they’re alive.