Although it was still very hot, the air was far cooler and cleaner than it had been in the city. The salty breeze felt good on Sirius’s sweaty skin as he pulled Harry from the car seat. In the distance, he could see dozens of holidaymakers scattered across the beach and hear them jumping and laughing in the waves. He realized that he hadn’t properly been to the beach in years; drinking at a grubby club in Brighton didn’t count. And he had never taken Harry, which meant this was his very first beach visit. Sirius typed a reminder into his phone to write the date in Harry’s baby book when they got home.