You were Remus John Lupin and Sirius Orion Black's son, you were only 4 months old and right now it was morning and you were sleeping in your papa's chest, Remus, as he read his book and Sirius was in the kitchen preparing dinner.

It was at Grimmauld place, the Weasleys were downstairs, already talking and playing, Harry and Hermione were there too, just Bill, Charlie and Percy weren't there.

But then you stir on your papa's chest and yawn as Remus look down at you as you lift your head up, your eyes half-lidded and your hair messy as your papa stroke your hair.

"Ooh, sleepy boy, eh?"

Remus said with a chuckle, his chest vibrating under you.