Sirius and Remus were both wearing sunglasses, but Sirius still felt the moment they locked eyes. Remus must have felt it, too, because he gave Sirius that slow, wicked grin of his. Everything about him seemed to glow golden in the sunlight—his leanly muscled limbs, his short curls, his beautifully tanned skin—and Sirius felt his stomach twist and flip as he strode toward them. Remus’s huge hand gripped the underside of Teddy’s entire thigh, holding him fast and sure to his side, and Sirius realized that Marlene was very, very wrong. Sirius was not overreacting. Remus was, without a doubt, the most gorgeous man he’d ever seen.