A/N : you asked kindly and you followed what was supposed to be a one shot and your shall recieve. Here is another one shot to go along with the first. I think I will keep doing these if there is something you'd like to see let me know in a review. I still don't own the wizarding world of Harry Potter .

It was January 3rd when Sirius Black had finally had enough of telling his story. Kingsley Shacklebolt one of his training officers last week and now minister of magic had been by twice and taken written and pensive statements, he had entertained guests at her apartment for what seemed like and endless two days when he finally snapped this morning at the Weasley matriarch when she floo called to see if some of the older order members could come through. Yelling that he was certain Hermione could not possible be asked to extend such niceties to people she barely knew, he would see everyone later on in the week. She had excused them from the floo call and turned to him with sad eyes she told him she was going to pop out to market down the street and would be back shortly. That had been half an hour before.

Her cat continued to eye him, he had run to Sirius the moment Hermione had apparated them there, quickly sniffed him while rubbing him then had backed off. He studied him quietly ever since.

"Yeah I know I'm not him, everyone has been reminding me since I got here. Everyone except her." He sighed. "Crookshanks, I know we were friends or you were friends with him you helped him catch the rat and I'm sure we could have done the same but I'm just not him. I can't be, I hope to never see some of the things he did. " he continued his tirade to his feline companion and missed her come in the muggle way. She watched him pour his soul out to her cat and smiled softly and walked over to him after placing her parcels in the kitchen.

"Perhaps what you really need Sirius is time to grieve as opposed to the constant reminder of things you did between when you left and when your arrived, who you were and and what you missed." She told him handing him a chocolate frog.

"Grieve? What am I grieving?" He asked shocked to see her back so soon.

"Friends, family, friendships." He balked when she mentioned family.

"James and Remus were your family. And I know you held out hope for Regulus. He was your brother and he did the right thing in the end." She told him as he unwrapped the chocolate frog. He laughed so loud it was almost a bark and held the card up to her.

"I swear I didn't know. " she chortled seeing her own face looking back at her.

"I'm sure," he teased popping the chocolate into his mouth before it could hop away.

"I'll send out some owls and lock the floo. Take a few days to reflect. If you want I can stay with Harry." She offered, he had become comfortable in her apartment.

"Stay. I probably will need a friend." He tested the word as he looked at her. Sure they shared a New Years kiss a heated one at that and the occasional snuggle on the couch since but that could be any random girl for him, she was starting to become more than just a warm body. She cares for this him seemingly as much as she had cared for the other him.

"I'd like that." She leaned over and gave him a warm embrace he returned it threading his fingers into her hair.

"Maybe one day I'll need more," he whispered against her temple.

"I may like that too." She smiled drinking in the feeling of being needed. "Tea before I start owling?"

He nodded and she locked the floo and walked to the kitchen. Yes, he would be alright here after all, with her who liked him not just the idea of Sirius being back.