Sirius had picked Rosey up and was now cooking dinner.
Remus appeared in the fireplace in a swoosh of green flames.
"I got the job!" he cried.
Sirius abandoned the steak he was cutting up and grabbed Remus and kissed him passionately.
"Dada got da job!" Rosey yelled.
"That I did sweetheart!"
Rosey ran across the floor into her father's arms.
"I'm working Monday, Friday, and Saturday nights from six to eleven."
Sirius's smile faltered a little bit.
"What's wrong?"
Sirius but his arms around his little family, "Nothing, everything is perfect. I'm very happy."
Remus smiled, "I am too."