Orion, Harry, and Sirius were strolling through the park, the crisp air filled with the sounds of laughter and play. Sirius had been begging all week for this outing, and Harry's face glowed with joy as he felt the baby move under his hand. Orion held Harry's hand, occasionally glancing at him with a smile and kissing his knuckles.
"I love you," Harry said softly, placing Orion's hand on his stomach. Orion smiled, rubbing his hand gently over the baby's movements.
Sirius tugged at Orion's sleeve. "Papa, come play please!"
Harry chuckled and said, "Come on, Sirius, let's go play." He guided Sirius towards the playground, but after a few moments, Harry paused, huffing slightly and coughing.
Sirius looked up with concern. "Papa, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Sirius," Harry reassured him with a smile. "Just a bit winded. Can you help me sit down?"
Orion quickly moved to Harry's side, rubbing his back soothingly. "Of course. Let's get you to a bench."
Orion helped Harry to a nearby bench and made sure he was comfortable. Turning to Sirius, he said, "Let's go play, baby."
Sirius eagerly ran off, and Orion watched him with a warm smile before turning his attention back to Harry.