“Just be careful when you hold him, okay?”

James mumbles, handing little three month-old baby Harry to Sirius, grinning as he immediately tears up, shifting his arms.

“Are you crying right now, Padfoot?”

“Sod off, James, he’s emotional. Harry is our godson, it’s important.”

Remus huffs, crossing his arms and gazing softly at little Harry.

Harry coos, reaching up to tug on Sirius’ earring.