The park was filled with the joyful sounds of children playing, and Sirius was no exception. He darted between the trees, giggling as Orion chased after him, his laughter ringing through the air. Orion's eyes were full of warmth as he playfully lunged for Sirius, who narrowly escaped with a delighted squeal.
Harry sat nearby on a bench, a book in his lap, trying to relax. The gentle rustling of leaves overhead provided a calming backdrop, but an ache had settled in his body, making it hard to find comfort. He shifted, trying to ease the discomfort, but a sudden coughing fit seized him. He dropped his book, doubling over slightly as he coughed.
Hearing the cough, Orion paused the game and hurried over to Harry, concern etched on his face. "Harry, are you okay?" he asked, kneeling beside him. His hand gently rubbed Harry's back.
Harry nodded, his face pale, trying to catch his breath. "Yeah, just... a bit of a tickle," he replied, his voice raspy. He offered a weak smile, trying to reassure Orion.
Orion's brows furrowed in concern, but he gave a nod. "Let's take it easy. Maybe some rest will help," he said softly, helping Harry to his feet. Sirius watched with wide eyes, the playful glint replaced by concern for his friend.
Together, they slowly made their way out of the park, the cheerful sounds fading behind them.