[ and once again, the ball of apology is back in my court! ]
Harry regarded him with big green eyes that held the same sort of crackling energy that Lily's did when she was in an especially fine mood. When Remus took his little hand the boy made a few noises of curiousness. With all the deliberate purpose of any toddler, Harry brought his free hand down onto the man's larger one before the toddler pat it a few times (gently of course!), as his mum had taught him to on the cats that roamed the dirt roads of Hogsmeade when not curled up in front of cozy fireplaces. Harry hadn't quite gotten to making words, but there were several very exuberant syllables Remus was met with instead, each punctuated by an affectionate pat to the back of his hand from the toddler.
"That's right Harry, Uncle Remus is going to stay with us for a while. You'll have to teach him all your games." Lily spoke softly and affectionately to her son before kissing the side of his head. "And you've got a fresh set of legs now, maybe Uncle Remus will be willing to chase you around while you fly on your broom!" Lily had never been especially good on a broom and wasn't confident that she'd be a good instructor for Harry (she thought it was ridiculous that Flying was only taught for one year at school and people were meant to feel confident hurtling through the air forevermore after). Maybe Remus would be a better fit for the job. Either way, she was glad Harry was getting to spend time around more people, especially someone who had been so important to James and was still very much so to her.
"Alright Remus," Lily bundled Harry into her coat before she held out her hand. "Ready to go home?" And whenever he was, she was happy to take them both, bringing them to the front door of the cottage McGonagall was graciously letting she and her son live in.
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Date: 2021-03-21 12:55 am (UTC)Harry regarded him with big green eyes that held the same sort of crackling energy that Lily's did when she was in an especially fine mood. When Remus took his little hand the boy made a few noises of curiousness. With all the deliberate purpose of any toddler, Harry brought his free hand down onto the man's larger one before the toddler pat it a few times (gently of course!), as his mum had taught him to on the cats that roamed the dirt roads of Hogsmeade when not curled up in front of cozy fireplaces. Harry hadn't quite gotten to making words, but there were several very exuberant syllables Remus was met with instead, each punctuated by an affectionate pat to the back of his hand from the toddler.
"That's right Harry, Uncle Remus is going to stay with us for a while. You'll have to teach him all your games." Lily spoke softly and affectionately to her son before kissing the side of his head. "And you've got a fresh set of legs now, maybe Uncle Remus will be willing to chase you around while you fly on your broom!" Lily had never been especially good on a broom and wasn't confident that she'd be a good instructor for Harry (she thought it was ridiculous that Flying was only taught for one year at school and people were meant to feel confident hurtling through the air forevermore after). Maybe Remus would be a better fit for the job. Either way, she was glad Harry was getting to spend time around more people, especially someone who had been so important to James and was still very much so to her.
"Alright Remus," Lily bundled Harry into her coat before she held out her hand. "Ready to go home?" And whenever he was, she was happy to take them both, bringing them to the front door of the cottage McGonagall was graciously letting she and her son live in.