It was just as they’d left it a few weeks earlier, but a lot cooler this time, as autumn lingered around the corner and the sun sunk low in the sky. Remus had stopped at the market without telling Sirius, buying basil, pine nuts, olive oil, lemons, garlic, parmesan cheese, and fresh pasta, and they stood shoulder to shoulder at the kitchen counter making pesto together while they sipped on cold prosecco and ate prosciutto-wrapped melon.