Hello hi Tina congratulations!!! I absolutely love your writing, you made me a James Potter simp and for that, I'm grateful.
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I was thinking back at the conversation we had a long time ago about Remus never baby talking to his children- and continuing to hold conversations with them like full grown adults lol
So maybe a scene about the reader witnessing all of this?
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18+ ONLY || MINORS DON’T INTERACT OR I’LL BLOCK YOU
a/n: i hope this fits remus’ no-baby talk you had in my mind. also, the covid news i used isn't real, this is all just for fun. please don't come for me :)
remus puts the newspaper down on the table and adjusts his grip on his little girl, keeping her snug against his side. he licks the pad of his index finger and flips it open, his eyes narrowing as he scans the first page.
"covid restrictions lowered amid rise in cases," he reads aloud and tsks. your baby garbles something unintelligible, her little eyes narrowing at the offensive news as if she could understand them.
remus doesn't bat an eye at the strange noises his daughter makes, simply takes them as an agreement to his disdain. "exactly, cub. just because the new variant is milder doesn't mean we shouldn't protect ourselves."
she swings her tiny fat arms in the air, forcing remus to dodge them, and lets out a noise similar to a growl. remus sighs and pats her back gently, trying to comfort her and calm her down.
you have to bite your lip to keep your laughter inside, hiding your face behind your book.
"don't fret, bug," he says. "mum and dad will do their best to keep y'safe like always."
she quietens down and looks at him with wide eyes, giving him a gummy smile. remus can't help but smile back, reaching for his cup of tea and taking a sip. "d'you want some?" he offers, tipping the mug slightly so she can see the murky liquid.
she shakes her head, grimacing as best as she can and trying to pull back from the cup. "right, right," remus nods. "y'prefer mummy's milk. that was very silly of daddy, i'm sorry, cub."
this time, you're not able to control the snort that comes out of you. you press your lips together, hesitantly lowering your book and finding two pairs of green eyes looking at you.
"something funny, dove?" remus asks you. your daughter is even scowling.
"n-no," you chortle. you clear your throat, forcing yourself to remain serious. "just something in my throat."
remus hums skeptically but allows you to get away with the white lie. he picks the newspaper back up and continues flipping through it, so you decide to go back to your book. you're about to finish the chapter when you hear remus say, "a bookstore sale? what do you think, cub?"
your daughter's happy squeal echoes in the living room.
