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James pinches the bridge of his nose as he tries to tempt a baby Harry who's clinging to Remus not to. "Harry, get off Uncle Moony, what've I already told you about that? He's not a climbing frame. I know you love him, we all do, but you can't jump and swing off him. Go ride on Padfoot's back or something. Just, for the love of Merlin, don't anger the werewolf."

Harry pouted, a habit definitely inherited from the too much time he spends around Sirius and Remus. "No! Uncle Moony the tallest so I go on his shoulders!"

"At least it's going better than when you tried that on Black," Lily tutted over her coffee and book.

"Very true," Sirius admitted, nodding as he chewed a snack.

"Touche," Remus mumbled after giving in with his glare. 

Harry, confused, suddenly smiles big and chants, "Uncle Moony rides Padfoot!"

Remus blushed furiously and James choked on his own coffee. Sirius just shook his head, "Yes, that's right, Harry. He does."

"Sirius!" Lily throws a pillow at his head.




{September 13th, 2020, 14:05}

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