He thought about Sirius’ panicked eyes when Regulus had told everyone that they could dance. Remus had almost stepped in and tried to distract Teddy into doing something else, but it took him longer than normal to regain his voice after Sirius walked in. They had been so beautiful in a very messy bun and what looked like the clothes they slept in. It made Remus think about waking up beside them—their hair spread across a pillow, their eyes soft, all the sharp lines of their face smoothed out in sleep. It wasn’t a great line of thought for his mind to have gone down. By the time he was able to speak again, they were already calling out for a waltz and putting Teddy in a dancing position. 