No one knew why or how this had happened. How it came to be that two loving parents- good people- were killed.

Two parents who had to leave behind an adorable baby boy. It just wasn't fair.

When Remus heard the news that Lily and James had been murdered it broke him inside. The first question he asked, "what happened to Harry?"

Sirius wasn't with him at that time, being held in custody for questioning after an attack on Muggles went wrong and Sirius was the only witness besides the culprit "Peter Pettigrew."

It was hard enough that it turned out one of his best friends turned out to be a terrorist, but now... now he lost two people he loved and have known for over ten years.

Tears threatened to escape his eyes, but he held them in. He had to be strong, he had to.

When he finally got to speak to Sirius again, he couldn't keep them in any longer. They flowed down his cheeks as he cried into his husbands chest, feeling his significant other's tear soak into his hair.

After a while there was a knock on their door and in came Hagrid. "I'm sorry for yer loss," he held out a basket that had a baby Harry Potter wrapped in a blanket.

Remus felt his chest tighten and Sirius reached for the child, "thank you..." was what he said.

A lightning bolt scar... Remus thumbed the mark with sadness and curiosity as Harry squirmed beneath his fingers. Eyes like his mother's, like Lily's.

"He sure does look like them," Sirius spoke as he walked into the tiny living room.

The brunette let out a soft chuckle, "he does," he paused, "we should move. It's pretty small here."

"Mm, you're right." With those words came a bunch of Muggle realtor catalogs and phone calls.