The party had gone on well through the night, seeming as if everyone had lost track of time. Sirius, Lupin, and Mr. Weasley had performed a spell that caused little balls of light to float around above them, basking them in light even if they sun had gone down. To Harry's dismay the fun did have to come to end as Kingsley was the first to announce that he regretfully had to head off. Slowly others began to trickle off into the night after having wished Harry a happy birthday one more time, and thanking Mrs. Weasley for her hospitality.

Soon Hagrid, Tonks, Lupin, Charlie, Bill and Fleur had all bid their goodbyes. The twins had set off a round of their fireworks they had developed for Weasley Wizard Wheezes as one last big celebration of that night as they all left. Mrs. Weasley seemed to think this marked a good time to recruit everyone left to help clean up. She fussed over Harry to not relax as it was his birthday but he ignored this and told her it was his pleasure.

He was stacking up a pile of plates neatly when Sirius suddenly appeared behind him with his hands in the pockets of his robes leisurely.

"Hey, do you mind accompanying me for a bit? I've just talked to Molly so she won't worry while you're gone." Sirius said smiling now.

"Yeah, of course." Harry replied excitedly, glad that this perfect night seemed to have more in store for him. Harry put the stack of the plates down before following him to the edge of garden where he knew people apparated in and out at.

"You've traveled by side apparition before, right?" Sirius asked looking towards him hopefully.

"Yeah, it's not my favorite but I'll manage." Harry said his curiosity of where they were going rapidly outweighed his worry about the moment of uncomfortably he would feel by apparition. Sirius held out his arm for Harry who gripped it tightly before the Burrow in the distance disappeared in whirl of black. He felt the familiar sensation of being squeezed through a much too tight tube.

Moments later though the sensation stopped and Harry breathed in a deep breath of fresh air the crisp night offered. He still very much preferred flying by broomstick as his lungs filled with air after having felt strangled out momentarily. Letting go of Sirius's arm he steadied himself on his feet before he started to look around at his new surroundings. They were on a quite road with only one house on it that stood in front of them. The porch light was on revealing a cozy looking brick house with a bright yellow door. Harry turned to Sirius who was staring at the house with a look of pride on his face.

"Is this… yours?" Harry asked looking back at the house in front of them.

"Yep, I bought it today. Grimmauld place holds nothing but unpleasant memories, it always has. Everything has changed, I figured a change of scene was only fitting. Come inside." He explained before waving his hand for Harry to follow him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand before tapping it on the yellow door and muttering a spell.

Harry followed him into the house, it was dark but he heard Sirius feeling the wall clumsily for the light switch. He seemed to have found it as light cascaded down from the fixtures on the ceiling and flooded the house with light. Harry was excited to see this house was everything Grimmauld place was not. The floors were a handsome hardwood with a cherry stain, the walls painted a warm cream color that complimented it nicely. There was very little in the house, which didn't surprise Harry as Sirius had said he just bought the house today. There was a small couch, a book shelf with a box of books lying next to it that had been half placed upon it. Harry walked over to the mantel above a cozy fireplace and saw the most luring thing so far. There held three pictures in frames, one was a familiar picture of his parents and Sirius at their wedding, Sirius must have had a copy as well. One was of his mom and dad holding an infant Harry. The last was of a little boy riding around on a tiny toy broomstick, just inches off the floor.

"Is… Is this me?" He asked looking from the little boy with black hair and green eyes zooming in and out of the frame, to Sirius who was looking at him almost anxiously.

"Yeah. I never got around to telling you but I bought your very first broom stick as a gift when you were just a baby and still lived with your mum and dad." He said with a small smile at the photo in Harry's hands.

"Wow… I never knew that." Harry replied looking back down at the photo, and suddenly he grinned looking at thinking of his firebolt Sirius had gotten him just a couple years back.

"Anyways, I bought this house because your parents named me your godfather, things have been messy and I feel I've been a poor one for the most part." Sirius explained and Harry opened his mouth to protest this but Sirius simply shook his head and continued.

"But that doesn't matter anymore, I'm a free man and I can be what I should have always been now. I can provide you with a home. I've had as much protection placed upon it as possible. I still haven't talked to Dumbledore about arrangements over the summer, but I know part way through you visit the Weasley's, now you've got here too. Here follow me." He said and led him down a hallway, and he pulled open a door at the end of it revealing a large bedroom.

Stepping in, he saw it had been pained a maroon, an exact maroon that matched his Gryffindor things. There was full size bed with red and gold bedding, a desk with some quills and ink placed on it, a dresser against one wall, and a Gryffindor flag hung above it."

"Sirius…" Harry choked out looking up at his godfather who smiled down at him.

"I've bought you some clothes, I see that crap way too big for you that those muggles make you wear." He explained gesturing to the dresser. Harry stepped forward and pulled open the first drawer and found a pack of unopened socks. He held the pack in his hands, he'd never had socks that hadn't been used besides the ones knitted by Mrs. Weasley. He suddenly could relate to Dobby and how much a sock could mean when you've never had them, well in Harry's case brand new ones that weren't far too big or with holes in them.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do this for you sooner." Sirius said, Harry turned to see a look of anxiousness on his face again.

"It's perfect, I can't wait to move the rest of my stuff in. This is literally the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me." Harry said trying to knock the anxiousness off his godfather's face. Dropping the socks back into the drawer he'd pulled them out of he rushed forward and hugged Sirius who embraced him back tightly.

"I'm going to do right by James and Lily now, and I'm going to do right by you."