As the healer checked on Harry and the newborn, Orion noticed Sirius's eager yet nervous gaze. He gently guided Sirius closer, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Sirius, would you like to hold your little brother?" Orion asked softly, his voice filled with warmth.
Sirius nodded enthusiastically but looked uncertain. "How do I do it, Dad?"
Orion smiled and knelt down to Sirius's level, carefully guiding him. "Alright, here's how you do it," he said, gently taking Sirius's small hands. "First, you support his head like this," he demonstrated, placing one hand behind the baby's head and neck. "Then, cradle his body with your other arm."
Orion helped Sirius adjust his hold, showing him how to keep the baby's head supported while cradling his tiny body securely. "Make sure you're holding him close to your chest, so he feels safe," Orion instructed.
Sirius followed the instructions carefully, his eyes wide with concentration as he adjusted his grip. Orion watched with pride, his hand still resting on Sirius's shoulder for support.
"There you go," Orion said, his voice encouraging. "You're doing great. Just remember to be gentle."
Sirius looked down at the baby with awe and a sense of accomplishment. "He's so tiny," he said softly, his eyes shining.
Harry, sitting beside them, smiled weakly but warmly, watching as Sirius carefully held his new brother. Orion placed a reassuring hand on Sirius's back, his pride evident as he watched his son take on this new role with such care.