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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE:

The One Where Sirius Gets A Bedroom

December 1976…

Sirius knew he would never forget the moment that he stepped off of the train for the Christmas holiday to find Euphemia engulfing him in her arms, kissing his cheeks and telling him that she and Monty had the best surprise for him. When they arrived at the Potters' home, James had only grinned at him, gesturing for him to follow his mother up the stairs. Sirius had stopped in front of James' bedroom, planning to throw his stuff on his friend's bed, but James had stopped him.

"No, mate, you're not staying with me."

"What?" Sirius asked, confusion clouding his eyes. "But I always sleep in your room."

Euphemia smiled from a few feet away as she pushed open the door next to James'. "Well, if you really want to stay with James I won't stop you, but the three of us have been working rather hard on your room."

Sirius stared at her, his eyes wide in shock. His room?

James linked his arm with his and tugged him towards the door. The room was painted a soft grey. There was a large Queen-sized bed in the centre of the room with a warm quilt on it. Gryffindor banners hung on the wall with pictures of Sirius and his friends. Muggle posters of motorcycles and Muggle girls in bikinis, a complete diagram of an engine, music posters of The Ramones, The Beatles, Queen, and The Rolling Stones, and on the door in gold lettering it said: Sirius' Room.

He was embarrassed to feel himself choking up, but Euphemia wrapped her arms around him from behind. "Jamie picked out the posters himself. I thought grey is such a lovely colour like your eyes, darling, almost stormy." She kissed his cheek. "And both of my sons deserve their own room full of their own things."

"Fee," he said simply, kissing her cheek. "I never… when you said that I could stay I didn't… thank you." He looked over at James who was grinning widely at him.

Fleamont was standing next to Sirius' bedroom door, his hands in his pockets as he bounced on the balls of his feet. "Welcome home, boys. Are you ready to decorate the tree?"

Sirius had never felt more at home in his entire life.