Goodbye isn't so bad when you know you're going to say hello again.

Lily Potter tucked a red strand of hair behind her ear and surveyed the man in front of her. Sirius leaned against the banister in the hallway, ankles crossed and smiling at her.

"Watch out for my godson for me," he said, lightly but serious. "Show him all the things I would show him."

Lily frowned at him. "You're talking as if you're... never going to see him again."

"You never know. This is a dangerous mission, and -"

"You'll be fine." She spoke solemnly, glaring at him with an intensity that dared him to disagree with her. She almost felt like they were switching roles; her reassuring him, him worrying.

Sirius breathed lightly, refusing to show the nervousness that was eating up his insides. Where was that Gryffindor bravery when you needed it? "I hope so."

His best mate's wife hesitated for a moment, like she was going to say something more, but evidently decided not to and sighed, nodding.

"Well, goodbye, then."


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