Geely

The living room in the Potter cottage was bathed in soft orange light. The October wind blew against the windows, but inside, it was warm with laughter, the crackling of the fire, and the magic that permeated every corner. Little Harry, nestled comfortably in Sirius's lap, was intently munching on a gingerbread man, generously spreading sticky drool across his robes. Sirius, unlike usual, didn't even wince—he merely glanced sideways at his godson and grinned broadly.

James, wand in hand, twirled the sugar bowl over the table with the gusto of a magician. Frank Longbottom, sitting in the chair opposite, lazily commented on each movement, his arm around his wife.
"Why are you teasing her?" he chuckled, nodding at Alice, who was unsuccessfully trying to catch the running teapot.
"It's not a charm, Longbottom, it's an art!" James retorted. "Look, Harry! Dad's about to teach cookies to fly."

Lily emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tray of steaming mugs of mulled wine. She stopped behind James and lightly smacked him on the top of the head, causing the sugar bowl to crash onto the table.
"No flying cookies until dinner," she said sternly, but her eyes were laughing. "Especially since Marlene just cleaned up."

Marlene McKinnon, seated in the lotus position on the plush carpet, merely waved in response. She was laying out tarot cards, and Peter, peering over her shoulder with keen curiosity, nearly knocked over his cup.
"I don't see anything sweet in your future, Pete," Marlene whispered conspiratorially, hiding her smile. "I see you washing dishes."
Everyone laughed. Harry, not getting the joke, burst into laughter as well, slapping Sirius's knee with his hand.

"Quiet, Prongs, you're scaring my godson," Sirius grabbed Harry under the arms and lifted him above his head. "Look, James, that's not a child, that's the future Seeker for the England team!"
Harry cooed, kicking his legs in the air, and at that moment Remus Lupin, who had just Disapparated from the gate, came whistling in. He smelled of rain and autumn leaves.

• Moony, you're just in time! We were just deciding who