A/N - I'm sorry it's been so long, I've been on Holiday recently and this is what I managed to piece together during that time, so my apologies also if it seems a little rushed or jumpy. Enjoy.
"Well, he didn't exactly –" Lupin stops his hand on the door when it opened from inside, Sirius in the doorway, a trademark smirk back on his face.
"Welcome home, pup." He grins, tugging Harry inside.
Lupin never got the chance to finish his sentence, one of Sirius' often unpredictable mood swings seemed to have taken place as he half drags the rather timid Harry around every room of the house. Meanwhile Harry struggled to take it all in, the beam on his godfathers face however couldn't help but lift his spirits, he had never seen the older man happier.
Moony trails dutifully behind as Sirius ducks in and out of rooms barely lingering in those he considered dull. Remus took, instead, to watching Harry, who smiled and laughed at the right moments to keep his guardian sated but the laughs seemed forced and Harry looked more troubled than he had in his third year at Hogwarts.
"And this," Sirius said grandly as he came to stop at the final room in the house, the room which even Moony was excited to show Harry, "is your room." He finishes pushing the door open in a flurry and Harry warily steps inside.
The room was roughly the same size as Dudley's old bedroom but that was where the similarities ended. One wall was almost entirely taken up by a large window, overlooking the rolls of grass outside and the night sky. Taking a further step into the room Harry chuckles as he sees the Gryffindor banner above the bed, there was also a perch in the corner and the teen had no doubt Hedwig would adore her new found freedom.
"Hedwig!" Harry exclaims rushing past the adults and back into the kitchen where Hedwig's cage was sat on the table. Sirius comes skidding in after him and with a tap of his wand has the cage unlocked allowing Hedwig to escape her confines and flap her wings stiffly.
"Professor Can you take a look at her?" Harry turns to Lupin who was stood in the doorway, "she's been locked up a long time." Harry's eyes were full of concern as the old professor bends to examine the snowy owl.
"She will be fine, needs a taste of freedom." Lupin holds his arm out and Hedwig flutters onto it, allowing herself to be carried to the front door.
"She can fly around outside? Really?"
Sirius looks down at his Godson and ruffles his hair, wrapping an arm around him as Hedwig takes off into the night. "Things are going to get better Harry, trust me." Sirius drops a quick but affectionate kiss to the teen's forehead, "None of us will be locked up again." He whispers releasing Harry who was rapidly blinking back tears and the urge to hug his new found family tight to him.
"Food." Remus turns from the doorway and heads towards the kitchen, trying to give the impression of not eavesdropping on the pair's conversation. Within seconds he is preparing food, pots bubbling away over magical fire causing Harry's nostrils to flare as he takes in the delicious smell.
"Did you bring your school supplies list?" Sirius kicked back on his chair, a stool sliding of its own accord across the room to settle beneath his feet.
"I… er, no." Harry stumbles, "my uncle burnt any mail that arrived by owl." He murmurs, waiting for his godfather's fiery temper to kick in again, but after a hard look from Remus he seems to gain control of his anger and only shudders in displeasure.
"No matter, no doubt Dumbledore will send a new one here." Lupin leans over to place a steaming plate of food on the table, then with a flick of his wand a loaf of bread joins it and begins to slice itself evenly. "Tuck in Harry." Lupin smiles broadly while Sirius is already piling his plate up high, his appetite only rivalled by Ron Weasley.
Harry picks at his food, not wanting to seem ungrateful but his stomach was still jumping about in disbelief. This had all happened so quickly, his head was still spinning. "Something wrong, Harry?" Sirius looks up from his now empty plate a small frown tugging the corners of his mouth. Harry forces a smile and goes to reply but at that moment an owl pecks loudly at the kitchen window two letters clasped in its beak.
Harry flinches, an act which is not missed by either adult, before realising that uncle Vernon was not around to react. Sirius gets to his feet and answers the persistent knocking, the owl hopping onto the worktop and dropping the mail before him, Sirius tucks the one addressed to him in his waistcoat pocket before handing Harry his own. Harry takes the letter cautiously as though expecting it to be snatched away at any moment, his eyes widening when his fingers close around the creamy envelope. The two marauders share a troubled glance at Harry's actions but wait in silence as he tears it open.
"My Hogwarts letter," Harry says aloud, not glancing up from the long list he was scanning over, "there are so many books!" He exclaims flicking the paper over to find more listed on the back.
"OWL year," Remus smiles knowingly and Sirius lets out a bark of laughter.
"You're in for a fun year, pup."
Thank you for reading :) and once more for all your helpful/encouraging words. Hope you enjoyed x