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Notes: I was updating some stuff on my LJ and realized I forgot to post this here. Short drabble written for the prompt: The first time Remus and Sirius see each other again after Sirius left home and decided to stay with the Potters.
After sixteen years of life Sirius still isn't quite sure how to define the word home.
He supposes at one point in time that Grimmauld Place felt like home but can't, for the life of him, ever recall feeling wistful for the unfriendly walls and doors of the grand townhome. Why he feels so bereft now that he has left mystifies him.
Certainly Hogwarts is more welcoming. He has fond memories he's made with people he actually cares for and who care for him.
And the Potters treat him like a second son. A proper son meant to love simply because he exists rather than why.
He is content in these places.
But it isn't until Remus arrives the morning after he has moved in with James for good, soot from the Floo smudged across his cheek and hugging him tightly, that it hits him.
Home, he decides, is wherever Moony is.