Chapter Seventy-Five
Elf Wine and Ink
So I'm gonna love you like I'm gonna lose you
And I'm gonna hold you like I'm saying goodbye
Wherever we're standing, I won't take you for granted
'Cause we'll never know when, when we'll run out of time
(Like I'm Going to Lose You - Meghan Trainor)December 18th, 1977Remus smiled, trunk in hand, at a joke that Peter said. Looking back, he rolled his
eyes at the sight of James and Lily. He assumed the couple thought they were being subtle
and proper, but everyone on the platform was looking at the pair as though they were ready
to climb back onto the train and into a private compartment. Remus wondered if they
should.
He spotted Charlus Potter standing at the end of platform nine and three-quarters,
smiling as the group began to approach. It was good to see the man smile. Remus had
worried that when they all returned for Christmas, Potter Manor would just feel empty and
lifeless without Dorea there. It was clear, however, that Tilly had been taking very good
care of James and Mia's father.
The older wizard grinned and ran a hand through his messy, salt-and-pepper hair.
It was certainly more salt than pepper these days, and, despite it thinning around the edges,
it still stuck up in the back just like James's hair did.
When they reached Charlus, Peter and Remus shifted to allow James to be the first
to greet his father. It was, however, Lily who stepped forward with a bright smile, her small
hand clutched within James's palm. "Hello, Mr Potter."
Charlus teasingly tugged her hand from James's grip in order to kiss the back of it.
"I can't tell you how happy I am to see you both so... well... happy." He chuckled as he
released her before wrapping James in a tight hug and then doing the same to Remus and
Peter.
"Dare I ask?" Charlus looked at Remus with a raised brow.