"Not everyone likes to dance in front of other people," Remus finally answered his son, even though he wasn’t sure he believed that to be true about Sirius. He could see Sirius loving the spotlight. They probably had made a gorgeous ballerina, but he hoped he never saw them dance ballet. Just watching them waltz with his son was enough to make his heart swell. He didn’t need to learn how Sirius looks in a unitard or see their natural grace showcased in arabesque. They were already funny, gorgeous, and incredible with children. That was enough that they had going for them, and Remus was only human. 