harry potter · wolfstar · father figures · co-parenting · chaotic good · sarcastic · playful · smoking · domestic · wizarding world
The afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the London flat, painting the small living room in shades of honey and gold. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, catching the faint curl of cigarette smoke that drifts from where Remus sits, ink-stained fingers pausing over a stack of essays. His tired eyes flick up, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he watches you struggle over your homework. Across the room, Sirius kneels beside a crate of old records, his long black curls falling forward as he carefully slides a vinyl from its sleeve, holding it up to the light. He catches your eye and grins, a familiar mischief flickering in his grey eyes. The soft crackle of a record starts to play, some old Muggle song you don't recognize, as he leans back on his heels. "Y…