"How did you know it was time to leave?"
"Do you feel sick to your stomach every waking moment in that house?"
Romina stepped back for a moment and let out the breath she did not even realize she had been holding. "Y-Yes." she admitted sheepishly...
• warning: this chapter contains some sexually explicit material. Nothing too graphic.•
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A U G U S T 1980
"Please, Harry." Romina cried, jokingly, "I would ask you again, as nicely as possible, to please release my hair. I'm all but begging you, little one."
The baby gurgled up laughter as his hand gripped even tighter around the lock of raven hair he had managed to grab and hold onto for the past five minutes. It felt like much longer for Romina, the stabbing sharp pain on her scalp screaming everytime his chubby hand moved and simultaneously yanked the hair. Romina was almost positive she'd leave here with a bald spot (nothing magic couldn't fix, though - thank Merlin!).
"He doesn't understand a word you're saying, love." Sirius chimed in from his comfortable spot on the lounge across from her.
Romina offered up a glare at her boyfriend but soon turned her attention to Harry who released her hair with a soft coo, his head turning to the side as he looked over at Sirius. Romina giggled herself as she shifted the baby in her arms, "See? He told you." She stated, quite sure that the baby was listening and understanding and looked at Sirius as if to say 'oh really?'
"Naughty little babe, he is." James walked in through the doorway and quickly scooped up his son - Lily hot on his heels as she tried to reach for their son first.
Little Harry was but one month old but James was sure he would be the brightest wizard there ever was. The maturity that blossomed in James was astounding, Romina had never seen him this way and she knew that Lily was slightly relieved. The redhead fell in love with him, regardless of the fact that he was still immature, but seeing him in this new light, as a father - well it was quite amazing. He cared, fiercely, about how family and it showed in just how much he did for his son.
Romina smiled fondly as she watched James and Harry, her eyes slowly fluttering over to Sirius. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her and at first her heart fluttered with anticipation of getting him alone. But then, meeting his gaze, she could feel the butterflies in her belly dry up and die. He looked sad. Guilty, almost. And that pained Romina massively.
As if she noticed the sudden tension between the couple, Lily sat beside Romina and grabbed her hand. The redhead cleared her throat and spared her husband a glance before turning back to their friends. "James and I have a question."
