Sirius' POV

We chatted quietly all the way back to London. I had bought Remus his favourite chocolate from the Trolley Witch and he had happily eaten it. I smiled affectionately at him.

We got off the train at Kings Cross and I went in search for my brother. I wasn't so bothered that I wasn't going home for the holidays but I wanted to give Regulus a gift. He had stuck by me when I was in the hospital wing, and it was down to him that I got Remus to start with. I had bought him a new wand holster and a designer scarf. Remus grabbed my hand as we were walking towards Regulus.

He smiled as he caught sight of us.

'Hello Siri, Remus.'

'Hey little brother.'

'Hello Regulus, happy Christmas.' Remus said softly. Regulus smiled to him and repeated his sentiment.

I handed Regulus his gift and he handed me one back.

'Good luck little brother.'

'You'll need more luck than me Sirius, enjoy your holiday.' Regulus laughed as he turned to meet our butler. I shrank my gift from my brother and placed it in my pocket.

I smiled as Remus grabbed my hand and dragged me towards where I could see two older people and James Potter. He scowled at us as we got closer. The older people, who I assume were Remus' parents, hugged Remus tightly.

His father stuck his hand towards me uncertainly.

'Mr Black, Lovely to meet you.'

I smiled and softly took his hand.

'The pleasure is all mine Mr Potter sir, and please call me Sirius. Mr Black reminds me of my father and that is not who I wish to be associated with.' I laughed as I finished my sentence and Remus' dad smiled. He looked very much like James Potter. He had wire framed glassed hiding his eyes and the messy black hair. He stood just taller than me and had a confident stance.

'Then please call me Fleamont, and this is my wife Euphemia.'

I took her hand in mine and raised it to my lips to kiss the back of it. I may not like my family but the pureblood ways were still etched in me.

'Pleasure to meet you madam.' She smiled as she blushed lightly. Remus beamed at me as he saw we got along well.

James scoffed and rolled his eyes.

'Always a pleasure Potter.'

'Piss off Black.'

'James! Enough.' Euphemia scolded her son. He glared at her and slunk off. I took a look at her. She had soft wavy brown hair that stopped at her cheeks. She had soft honey coloured eyes and a cupid's bow mouth. This must be who Remus got his looks from. She was an attractive woman. Remus linked our fingers together and we all turned and walked towards the apparition point.

We landed on the borders of what I assumed was the Potter-Lupin house. It was what looked to be a small cottage decorated with all sorts of flowers on the outside. There were what looked to be stables to the left hand side and a quidditch pitch on the right. It looked beautifully picturesque and suited my image of Remus perfectly.

'It's beautiful.' I smiled at Remus.

We walked inside for me to find out that the inside was so much larger than the outside. It was elegantly decorated with modern features and furnishings. I was pleasantly surprised. It was nothing like Grimmauld Place and that thought filled me with comfort.