Lily & Tonks
Tonks hummed, musing on that for a moment, tilting her head as she looked at them. "That's funny. I can see it with James back. Before I always thought Sirius was more the show stealer." A strange smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she remembered those days in Grimmauld. Perhaps show stealer wasn't the exact right phrase; a lot of her memories of him were tinged by his restlessness and the obvious melancholy that came with isolation. But there was a fire to him too, something always burning under the surface. Remus had always seemed stiller, like water. That same Gryffindor spark shimmering on the surface, but with a depth of shame and sadness underneath. Both of them had lit up whenever stories of their youth had been dug up. It all clicked into place now, having actually met James. She looked back to Lily. "You're right though, it's nice. They fit."