Harry Potter Oneshots!

Home?

Ship: Wolfstar+mentions of hedric. 
Type: Fluff, Moony and Paddy.
TW: Mentions of abuse and self-deprecating thoughts.
Request: Wishes to stay anonymous. 
POV: Harry first person, present test. 

Where are we?

Mad-Eye bangs his staff on the ground twice. "C'Mon, Potter. I don't gots all day to drag teenagers around London."

The buildings start moving. Moving. They're moving. 

"Hurry up!" he barks. "I told you, I ain't got all day, Potter!!"

"Right, sorry." I speed walk to catch up to him. He's standing in front of a new building. One that wasn't there before. 

"Open the door, Black!" He shouts when the handle only jiggles, but the door doesn't open. Sirius? 

What in the hell is Sirius doing in a moving house?

"Mad-Eye, Moody as ever!"

"That was one of your worse puns, Black. Here's Potter, try not to let that blasted pigeon kill 'im. I'm off, got Order business to tend to." He turns to be. "Goodbye, Potter."

"Uh... Yeah. Bye, Professor."

"I'm not a Professor, I never did teach ye anything."

"Oh. Right."

I walk inside once Mad-Eye leaves, the door shutting on it's own behind me. 

"Welcome home, HArry."

I look up. "Sirius? What do you mean, home?"

He smiles. "I've been freed of all charges. So as your godfather, I gained guardianship over you."

"Pettigrew!? Does that mean Pettigrew got caught, slimy, no good rat bastard- Wait, what? Guardianship? The hell does that mean?"

"It means I'm legally seen as your father. So is Remus. We've adopted you."

"Why Remus? When did all this happen?" I'm happy. I'm so happy. But why didn't anyone tell me about this?

"A few weeks ago. Ministry delayed the paperwork. I wanted it to be a surprise. An early birthday present of sorts." He leads me into a dining room. Remus is sitting at the table. "Moony, look who got here early."

"Harry!"

"H'lo Professor."

"Oh, for Merlin's sake, it's Remus. I haven't been teaching for a year."

He gives me a one-armed hug without standing. "So, has Sirius explained anything yet?"

"That I've been... adopted?"

"Anything else?"

"Not really, no."

"How about we tell you while we do the house tour?" Sirius suggests. "Thank Merlin we could get that portrait down before you got here. There used to be a portrait of my mother in the corridor, she'd scream whenever anyone who wasn't pureblood walked past her."

"Ew."

"Yeah. So, this is the sitting room, and through that door is the kitchen. You can eat whatever you want whenever you want, as long as you eat your vegetables and don't steal my booze."

"I don't drink, Sirius."

"Good." We go up some stairs to the next floor. "This floor has four bedrooms. Mine and Remus' and yours. Mine is on the left, Remus' on the right, and yours is at the end of the hall. You can decorate it however you want, and you can always come to either of our rooms if you need us. Unless the door is shut."