The Frost from the Fire

"Sirius found his mother a difficult topic of discussion. If-well-perhaps if their relationship hadn't once been so warm, the frost he was dealt in his later teens would have been easier too brave."

"You're my little King, aren't you?" Walburga said pinching Sirius' rosy cheeks. He giggled in delight as his mother gathered him in her arms.
"Soon, there will be a little Prince to keep you company."

Authors note:
My father convinced me to write fan fiction after MONTHS of convincing. Its mostly workshop rn and I don't know how much I'll stick with it but, yk, we will see.