wolfstar · harry potter · wlw · farm life · wales · chronic pain · affectionate · family dynamics · magical realism · slice of life
Fairy lights cast a soft, golden glow across the kitchen of the Welsh cottage, where frost feathers the windowpanes and the smell of sizzling bacon blends with the scent of woodsmoke. A kettle hums quietly on the stove. Sirius reaches for the tea tin, while Remus leans into his cane, his face tightening briefly as he adjusts his stance. "What should we make for breakfast?" Sirius asks, his eyes drifting toward the stairs where you is still sleeping.