RECORDS | because in the long run, the love shared between two people should be shown to the world like a record - loud and making something beautiful for the world
HARRY POTTER X FEM!OC
PART OF THE TAINTED SOULS SERIES
February 9th, 2018 - ???
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0000. PROLOGUE — october thirty-first, nineteen-eighty-one
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OUTSIDE OF THE WALLS OF THE LUPIN FAMILY HOME, THE FALL WEATHER WAS IN FULL FORCE, WITH WINDS HOWLING BETWEEN THE BARREN LIMBS OF TREES AND FADED SOUNDS OF DROPLETS OF WATER SPLASHING AGAINST THE WINDOW PANES. Halloween wasn't much of a celebration this year because of it — the weather was airing more on the side of getting worse instead of better. But, there was no talking down the Lupin's four-year-old daughter. Especially when she hit both of her parents with the pout that always got her what she wanted (Arabella Lupin had both of her parents wrapped around her finger the minute she was born, and so did Evelyn Lupin), Juniper Scamander-Lupin couldn't help but smile at the sight of her daughter's blonde (though her hair was slowly darkening into the honey-amber tones similar to her father's color) hair bouncing down the stairs with her Cinderella costume on. Remus wasn't far behind their young toddler, a similar smile resting on his lips, especially as he glanced at the one-year-old who had laid her head against his shoulder. Despite the fall weather outside of their door, there wasn't anything else Remus felt he needed to keep himself warm. His chest was consistently fed with the warmth from his wife and children — a warmth he never thought he deserved because of who he was, but a warmth he came to understand he needed to be the best version of himself. Even then, when he looked at this picture-perfect example of domesticity, Remus Lupin nearly had to pinch himself. There was no reason he deserved this, all of this good stuff. All of this happiness.
"Why isn't she in her costume?" Juniper's question broke Remus from his train of thought. He glanced between Evelyn, who had just laid her head against his shoulder, and their oldest child, Arabella, who was practically bouncing on her heels, ready to trick or treat.
Wordlessly, Remus leaned over so Juniper could feel their daughter's skin, "I walked in, and she was burning up, I figured it would be best if she just stayed at home. I'll stay with her; you and Ara should go out and enjoy trick or treating."
Juniper couldn't help but coo at their one-year-old, the back of her hand feeling her forehead (not to say she didn't trust her husband's judgment because she did; she just wanted to know the severity), "My poor Evelyn, sick on her second Halloween." Evelyn propped her head up slightly from her father's shoulder, hands grabbing for her mother. This wasn't a new thing. Despite Evelyn Lupin being a daddy's girl (Remus was the only one who could calm her crying when she had colic), she always returned to her mother when she was sick. Juniper looked up at her husband and back at their oldest with a sad smile, "You should take Arabella, Rem. You know how fussy Evelyn can get when she's sick."
"You sure?" Remus questioned, "We don't have to go trick or treating. We could always just pick up some candy from the store and call it a day."
"Arabella wants to go, Rem, let her make those memories," Juniper laughed. "Besides, we need her to go walking and running around; she might go to sleep tonight because of it."
