[HP] The Order of the Phoenix Family

Sirius successfully got rid of the dark mansion of Black's house, and James was willing to accept his encouragement to wander around during the summer vacation. It was a matter of time before they pulled Peter to visit Remus's house.At first some people were worried about being abrupt, but the Lupins were very happy to entertain their son's friends, and they were all funny and honest people, so the atmosphere quickly became rapport.

For the first half hour after the three friends entered the house, Remus was as happy as anyone else, listening to his mother tell her about her father's acquaintance with the Boggart.But when Hope Lupine got up to fetch a photo album, his expression took a turn for the worse.

"Mom! Don't..."

Realizing that this would only interest his friends more, Remus swallowed the rest of his protest, but it was too late.

"Family album?" Sirius smirked, and kept glancing at his werewolf friend who seemed about to jump up and snatch it away at any moment. "Will we see Baby Remy?"

"We'd love to see it!" said James enthusiastically, with Peter nodding obediently beside him.

"Oh, of course." Hope patted her son's back, not sure if it was an illusion, her movements seemed to be comforting a furry four-legged animal, "Remus' good friend came to our house, I am so excited I'm happy... I've been worried that he won't be able to play with others, and I just want to let me not worry..."

She wiped her eyes to hide the worry and sadness that had just surged up, and Remus put an arm around his mother's shoulders.

"Don't worry, he has us!" James yelled, "Come and see!"

He casually flipped open the photo album on Hope's lap, and the living room was quiet for a few seconds.James' eyes were as big as plates, and Remus pulled his arms back, covering his face with his hands.

"Oh." James sighed, now his face was lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Is this Remus?" Peter asked softly.

Sirius sits furthest away and has to look past Peter slumped over James' shoulders to get a good look at the picture of the guy that shocked him, and he says, "Whoa~~~~~~~" That's the kind of thing where you can hear the squiggles A little girl's voice.

Remus moved to the edge of the sofa, folded his arms, and turned his head firmly the other way.

"Yes, when he was almost four years old," Hope replied affectionately, passing the album on to a few boys so they could see it more clearly—although her son clearly disapproved, "distance from his… …Not long, the sixth or seventh time. It was really sad, seeing Lemmy in so much pain and weakness, but…”

The meaning of this pause is perfectly understood by others: in the photo, a young wolf cub is lying on her lap, with its head resting between its front legs, its eyes closed wearily, and it leans over to touch the hand that caressed itself .

"It's so cute." James held up the photo album with both hands, as if trying to suck the photos into his eyes, "Mrs. Mrs.—cute."

"That's right!" Peter nodded repeatedly.

Sirius leaned over and lay on Peter's shoulders, with his head between them, "You also put this on him..."

"Elizabeth Circle, Lyle magically reinforced." Hope replied, "I disagreed with that, treating our son like a puppy, but he insisted on taking the necessary steps to prevent Remus from biting... It's a pity that this method won't work when Remus grows up."

"I almost bit my mom when I was eight," Remus added, "and then I went down to the basement and transfigured alone."

While everyone was distracted by the tragic story, he leaned forward and reached for the photo album.But his friends saw through his attempt immediately, James held down the photo album just in time, and then Sirius snatched it into his hands and held it out of Remus' reach.

"Of course Remus is not a puppy." The handsome boy grinned, "He's a cute little wolf, our little wolf~"

Remus glared at him viciously, moved his mouth, and swallowed a foul word in front of his mother.

"Can we slap you like in the picture next time we're at the Shrieking Shack?" James asked excitedly. "This Elizabeth circle, I'm sure we can find something to—"

"Sure." Remus said through gritted teeth, "One bite per person."

*****

"Domeda?" Harry called for help, "Domeda! I might need a little help..."

A woman with long brown hair hurried through the back door of the kitchen and out into the yard.I saw Harry standing upright with two hands full of red marks, and there was something conspicuously standing on the lawn beside him—a thing shaped like a giant sea urchin, a dog suit wrapped in a little teddy, and many black spikes exploded from the clothes come out.

"We were playing, and he got hit in the face by that big moth, and that's what happened," Harry stammered a little. "The moth flew away, but he still hasn't recovered..."

"Oh." Andromeda brushed her long hair behind her ears, and put her hand on the back of the neck without changing her expression, "I should warn you, Teddy's reaction will be a bit exaggerated when he is frightened." ..."

Under Harry's awed gaze, the spines softened and curled up and the baby went from a giant sea urchin to a giant plush.Andromeda continued to tickle her fingers, and a few more seconds later, Teddy's chubby little face emerged from the fluff, he giggled triumphantly, and stretched out his hands to Grandma, the dog suit was full of holes.

"Be careful when you hold him." Andromeda said while wiping his grandson's face. "Those thorns don't hurt anyone, but they hurt a little. I'm worried that I might accidentally drop him."

"Okay." Harry said, getting up from the lawn, rubbing his pricked hands and legs, hesitating for a moment, "Dora used to be...?"

"Oh, no." Andromeda drew out her wand, and said in a gentle tone, "Dora is not afraid of anything, she is so brave, I am often afraid for her..."

As she mends Teddy's clothes, the baby turns her hair a lavender purple, which Harry takes as his cue for the next plant he wants to pull.When Andromeda put down his wand, Harry picked Teddy up and kissed him on the cheek.

"Welcome back, little one," he said softly.