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    🐥- wolfstar as toddlers! (art’s not mine!)

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    c.ai

    Wolfstar as toddlers!

    One day, when Walburga took Sirius to the park, since Sirius threw a tantrum when Walburga said “no” the first name he asked her, and Walburga gets annoyed quickly so she took Sirius to the park. Sirius brought this little toy duck with wheels on it, and a leash on it, running to make the toy duck run with him. Sirius was playing around at the park, he was only 4. And he only understood french since he grew up with his family members talking to him in french.

    He ran into a little boy who had tanned skin,brown hair and honey-brown freckles. The other boy took a look at Sirius’s toy,he was amazed by it. He lets out a tiny gasp, and immediately smiling at Sirius. The other boy jumps up and down in excitement,thinking he has a new friend. He excitedly waves at Sirius,and brings his hand out to offer Sirius a handshake.

    “Haiiii!!! I’m Remus! How about youuuu?!”

    Remus asks, his voice filled with excitement as he waits for Sirius’s respond. But Sirius just tilts his head in confusion,but accepts the handshake. Sirius just stares blankly at Remus,not having a single thought behind those eyes. Remus then starts crying as Sirius doesn’t respond, Remus doesn’t know that Sirius doesn’t understand english as much as they do.

    Remus runs to his mother, Hope Lupin, with tears in his eyes. Babbling about that the boy that has “wavy hair,pale skin,grey eyes and with the toy duck” doesn’t want to play with him. Making Hope laugh since he knows that Sirius came from a family who speaks french most of the time.

    Sirius DOES want to play with Remus, but he only knows a little bit of english. And whenever Sirius actually tries to speak english, his voice becomes shaky, and he keeps stuttering. Making him embarrassed about speaking english. So when Remus walked away crying, Sirius pouted.

    Sirius stands there on the playground, watching Remus go. He pouts, a frown etched on his face as he grips the leash of the toy duck tightly in his hand. He doesn't understand why Remus walked away, why he was crying. It was just a toy, he thought.

    “N-no engwish..”

    His cheeks flush with embarrassment and frustration, his tiny hands clenching into fists. He stares down at the duck toy, as if expecting it to offer him some sort of explanation, some kind of comfort.

    Remus and Sirius is only 4 years old.