A/N: Here's the next chapter! I know that it's a little slow moving, but next chapter I will be putting Bunta Marui in. Stay tuned!


"Where should I put this, Sirius?" Harry called, holding up a cardboard box that was spelled shut. "I can't get it open."

"Rubbish bin. If you don't know what's in it, we're not keeping it. It could be Dark magic or something." Sirius paused in his cleaning and looked around. "I think this is going pretty well, considering."

Harry rolled his eyes and went back to the pile of stuff beside him. He did enjoy living with Sirius, he really did, but his godfather drove him crazy sometimes.

After having a discussion (well, more like just Sirius promising god knows what to Harry in return for Harry treating this relative well. Not that Harry wouldn't, but he wasn't going to ignore free stuff from Sirius. Really, he sometimes felt like he should have chosen Slytherin.) the pair had gone upstairs to make one of the bedrooms habitable for the boy. Harry had a guest room he'd made his own, and Sirius still had his own room, but most of the other rooms were disgusting from being left alone over the years. This felt impossible.

Three hours later, Sirius groaned and threw down his rag. "This is the best it's going to be. Pizza?"

"That sounds good. Add some chips and I'm in." Harry looked around the now-clean (ah, maybe presentable was a better word for that) room. It was airy, with a wall of windows, similar to Harry's. A bed and wardrobe stood along the wall opposite the windows, with a low bookshelf running along the wall beside the bed. The window seat was bare for now (Harry's had a cushion on it, and some Quidditch gear), ready for its future inhabitant to take it over. It was, in all, a satisfying result.

In the Muggle pizza store, Harry asked Sirius about the boy's arrival. "When's he coming?"

"His father said that his flight leaves tomorrow morning, Japan time. It's a little less than a twelve hour flight, and he's leaving at seven thirty. So he'll be here about ten, ten-thirty tomorrow morning, our time. But since it'll be seven-ish Japan time, he'll be jetlagged." Sirius snagged the last chip before Harry could grab it, and Harry gave him a look. "I paid for it, mate. I'm renting a car to pick him up, I don't think he'll be up for my motorcycle just yet."

"Sirius, I'm not up for your motorcycle just yet. You think he would be?" Reaching for his drink, Harry continued, "Why isn't he coming by Portkey or Floo or something?"

"Because going far distances with that is hard to deal with." Hermione grinned at the stunned look on Harry's face. "Sirius suggested we all go out tonight, so…"

"'We all'?"

"The rest of us, mate." Ron and Ginny stepped out from behind Hermione. "He said that he felt bad, so we can go do whatever we want. What did he do?"

"Tell you later." Harry nodded to Sirius, who made a shooing motion at him. "Let's go, while Sirius isn't being Mr. Responsible Parent."


Harry staggered into Grimmauld Place past midnight that night. "Hey Siri- Siri- dude," he slurred.

"We were in a bar, and the boys had more to drink than they should have. We girls are taking care of getting them home," Hermione explained. Sirius just nodded and took over supporting his godson. "Why did you agree to take that boy in? I know he's your relative, but…"

"I know. The war just ended, and Harry, well, all of you, really, could use a break this summer. But this…this is my relative. When I left home, I would have wanted someone to take me in, someone who knew what I was dealing with. Harry's grandparents were great, but they didn't know what my parents were like." Sirius sighed and looked at his godson, who was falling asleep. "And as much as I know that Harry would rather have me to himself, I think this will help him get over the deaths. I think it'll help both of them."

"Sirius, what do you mean?" Hermione's interest had been piqued, and there was no turning back now.

"I-" Harry made a sound, and Sirius turned to him. "Look, I'll tell you some other time. Right now, I'd like to get this one to sleep, and I'm sure you're tired, too."

"I am. Good night." Hermione left the house, and Sirius was left to put his godson to sleep.


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