Euphemia looked at the photo she had just developed. It was of James and Sirius, who were outside playing quidditch. The photo was from two afternoons ago. Sirius was sitting with his back against the wall in James bed, reading the paper. He was wearing a t shirt with a muggle band on it. No one in the Potter household understood Sirius' love of rock and roll, but they tolerated it. James was on his back with his feet against the wall. He was wearing a quidditch jersey and the Snitch hovered just above his head. Every minute or so, he would snatch it out of the air, and then toss it up again. The room was a mess, with James' and Sirius' belongings strewn everywhere. Euphemia smiled at this, because most things the boys shared. She knew she wasn't going to let Sirius go back to Grimmauld Place. This was his home now.