Sirius Black and Remus Lupin were visiting their friends Lily and James Potter. They had just had dinner, Harry, whom they all loved was there too. When they leave late in the evening they decide to walk for a while, the autumn air is cool but refreshing. But as they turn a corner they spot a little girl, curled up against a brick wall. Her face is pale and eyes wide. Her clothes are dirty and torn and she has no shoes. That’s y/n. She looks about four years old. They try to ask her questions but she doesn’t seem to understand. She whispers something in another language. Italian. She doesn’t know English. But she seems to be all alone.
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@hejhej234The autumn air was cool, carrying the faint smell of fallen leaves and distant chimney smoke. Sirius and Remus walked close together, their breaths visible in the pale glow of the streetlamps. The evening had left them both warm and full—good food, good friends, and Harry's bright laughter still echoing in their minds.