That’s how they moved into the flat of their dreams with the high ceilings and old wooden floors, the small balcony and the sage-coloured kitchen with the cream floor tiles and the second bedroom that Remus wanted to have, in case James and Lily’s unborn child wanted to stay over, and Sirius had watched Remus in awe, talking about Harry’s room in such detail that Remus felt a bit stupid when he turned to find the amused and fascinated glint in the gray eyes, but Sirius had made love to him that night.