Today was one of the happiest days of Harry's life. They had just turned Pettigrew into the Ministry of Magic, and Sirius's name was cleared, and that meant Harry could finally move out of the Dursley's house. He approached his godfather and excitedly asked "When can I move in?" Sirius smiled at his thirteen-year old godson, and answered "Immediately, if you want to." Harry smiled and went to the Gryffindor Common Room, and went to pack up the rest of his things from his dormitory. "I'm finally leaving the Dursley's house. The one place I would rather not be at, is about to become a part of my memories." Harry thought to himself, while packing his clothes. As he was packing his clothes, Hedwig came through the window with a late-night edition of the Daily Prophet, and the front headline was "Sirius Black Found Innocent Of All Charges! Pettigrew Fakes Death, To Frame Black!"
By then, Harry was sure every witch and wizard around the world read the news, and were in a complete and total shock. Harry finished packing, and went to the Common Room to meet up with Ron and Hermione. Hermione was on her favorite chair, reading her favorite book, and Ron was sitting in front of the fire, messing around with his crutch."Come on you two," Harry started "we don't want to miss the Closing Feast." He along with Ron and Hermione went to the Great Hall to what Harry had to say was the most enjoyable Closing Feast he ever had at Hogwarts. Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup and the House Cup, and Harry had extra reason to be happy since he was moving in with Sirius.
After the feast was over, all of the students made their way to the train station outside Hogsmeade, so they could get back on the Hogwarts Express to go to Kings Cross Station. The trip home was fun for the first time, because the thing that brought him down the most was returning home with the Dursley's. He could only imagine the shock and surprise that was going to be on all three of their faces, when he told them that he was moving out.
"Do you think Sirius is going to be waiting for you at Kings Cross, Harry?" Ron asked. Harry shrugged his shoulders, and answered "I don't know. When he was found innocent, he disappeared and sent me a letter telling me that a surprise was waiting for me at Kings Cross." The three enjoyed the rest of their train ride, discussing the Quidditch World Cup that Ron's dad managed to get tickets for.
By the time they got to Kings Cross Station, they finished their discussion on the Quidditch World Cup, and grabbed their things and got off of the train. Harry looked around for Sirius, but instead he saw his Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and his porker of a cousin , Dudley. Harry then started feeling a bit scared, as he walked up to his aunt and uncle.
When he approached his uncle, a hand touched his shoulder, and he looked up to see his godfather, Sirius Black. Sirius looked at Harry's aunt and uncle, and said in a gentleman like manner "hello I am Sirius Black, Harry's godfather. I'm just here to ask if it was okay to have Harry move in with me." Uncle Vernon was on the verge of tears, when he said "Oh of course you can have him, just as long as he never comes back." Harry muttered under his breath "why would I want to do that?" Sirius laughed, and told Vernon "I assure even if I wanted him to go back, that he would fight me on it. Anyway, we just need to accompany you to your house, so we can get the rest of his things."
That's when the smile on uncle Vernon's face left, and was replaced with a scowl. "What do you mean you need to come to our place? You just said you were taking the boy." Sirius calmly replied "We just need to get the rest of his things, and we'll be on our way." Uncle Vernon was very reluctant in having one of his nephew's lot in his home, but gave in so Harry could move out much quicker. It was the most uncomfortable car ride, Harry ever experienced in his life. He never thought things could feel even more awkward with the Dursleys then they already were. He had to keep reminding himself "We're almost there. We're almost there." After what seemed like three hours, but was only forty-five minutes, they finally arrived at Number 4 Privet Drive.
Harry bolted out of the car, and waited for either his aunt or uncle to open the door. As soon as his uncle Vernon opened the door, Harry jetted to his room, and started packing everything. In about half an hour, Harry had his whole room cleaned, and all of his possessions packed, including his first ever real birthday gifts from under the floorboard.
When Harry went back downstairs, he saw his godfather standing by the door, trying to hold a conversation with his uncle. His uncle on the other hand, was trying everything in his power to ignore Sirius's existence, when Harry spoke up "I'm ready to go, Sirius." Sirius looked at his godson, and turned to Vernon, Petunia and Dudley "this is where we say goodbye. I must thank you for taking care of Harry all of this time." Harry waved goodbye at his relatives, and took his bags out of the door, and shut it behind them. Sirius pointed his wand out at Harry's luggage, and made it small enough to fit in his pocket, and made it feather light.
"We're apparating to my house, Harry." Sirius said as he held out his hand for Harry to grab. When Harry grabbed Sirius's hand, he felt the most uncomfortable sensation of going through a small rubber tube. When he got over his temporary nausea, Sirius pointed to his house, and said "Welcome Harry, to Number Twelve Grimmauld Place."