The sun was starting to set, casting a soft golden glow across the cozy home that Remus and Sirius had created together. The house was filled with the familiar scent of warm tea brewing in the kitchen and the distant sound of Sirius humming a tune. Remus sat by the window, his eyes gazing out thoughtfully as he took a moment to appreciate the peaceful atmosphere. It had been a long time since their days of constant turmoil, and now, with their family flourishing, life felt quieter, steadier.

Today, however, would be different. Their daughter had announced that she was bringing someone special home—Neville. Remus couldn’t help but smile at the thought of his daughter growing up, and he knew Sirius was probably just as eager, though he was putting on a more nonchalant front.

Sirius, sitting on the couch with a book in hand, glanced up at Remus, his usual playful smile tugging at his lips. “So, the infamous Neville, huh?” Sirius raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “I take it he’s worthy of our daughter’s attention?”

Remus chuckled softly. “Let’s not scare him off before we’ve even met him, Sirius,” he teased, though his tone was full of warmth. He knew that both of them were feeling the same mixture of excitement and nervousness. It was natural for any parent, but even more so for two fathers who had watched their daughter grow from a small child into a young woman with a heart that was as kind and strong as it was brave.

Sirius grinned. “Don’t worry, love. I’m only kidding.” He stood and stretched, readying himself for the evening. “But when he walks in, I’m not making any promises.”