Harry left Sirius, his heart hammering. His hero, his rock, his savior... was only human. Sirius's revelation answered a few questions, but opened the door to so many new questions. Had James loved him? He could almost hear Sirius reassuring him that Harry and Lily were James's world. He sighed, and turned around, going back into the lounge where he'd left Sirius. He looked in, and saw Sirius sitting beside the window, a peaceful expression on his handsome face.
"Sirius?" Harry said. "Are you okay?" When he recieved no reply, he shook Sirius's shoulder. "Sirius!"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm home, you're safe... only good thing that's happened in.." Sirius began counting. "Sixteen years." He grinned a bit. "All thanks to you." Harry sat down beside Sirius, who draped an arm around him.
"So, do you want to go back to London?" Sirius asked. Harry looked out the window thoughtfully.
"Can we go to Godric's Hollow?" he asked, looking back to Sirius, who thougth for a moment, then nodded.
"I think that would be a good idea," he said, looking out over the emerald lawns. "Its time for me to let go."
(Wow. That was a VERY short chapter. I didn't have much time in school to work on it today, because we actually DID something.)