Teddy and his tail bounced on his father’s hip with every step while he screamed and waved the bra excitedly at everything his wide eyes landed on—Harry, the roaring steam shovel, the cars whizzing by, the birds gliding overhead—as though life was just a smorgasbord of fun. Teddy’s joy was contagious, and Sirius laughed as his gaze drifted upward from Teddy’s face.