Dealing with Sirius Topics (Sirius x Reader)

No Place Like Home

I knocked on the Dursley's front door, pleasantly surprised to see a mess of jet-black hair answering. "(Y/n)?"  His eyes widened before yanking me into a hug.

"What on Earth are you doing here?" Petunia's screeching voice rang through the house, Dudley, her piggish son came into view from behind her.

"I've come to talk with Harry about a change in scenery. You and Vernon should expect a letter from the Ministry of Magic within the month." I explained, her nose immediately went up and Dudley's hands went straight to his behind.

"A change in scenery? How are you even here Auntie? I thought you were on the run?" He said, pulling back from the hug.

"On the run?" Petunia looked as if she would faint.

"With my murderous fiance." I deadpanned looking her straight in the eyes. "Go pack a change of clothes Harry, we'll be leaving soon." Without looking back Harry ran up the stairs, nearly tripping with his speed.

"Whatever your plan is, it won't work." Petunia snarled, not leaving the kitchen.

"Believe me, once my plan is set it'll make both our lives easier." I crossed my arms, soon Harry came thundering down the steps.

"I'm ready, let's go." Harry had Hedwig's cage and a messenger bag, he seemed very eager to leave.

"Let's." I smiled, holding out my hand. "Have a good evening Petunia, I will return in a day or so." Closing the door behind me Harry and I walked down the street, finding a secluded alleyway.

"Not that I don't love being in a creepy alleyway, why are we here?" Harry asked, looking down the street.

"We've got to apparate, Harry," I explained grabbing his bag. "Now hold on tight and whatever you do, do not move," I explained, before apparating to Godric's Hollow.

"I'm going to puke," Harry muttered, sinking to the ground.

"That's to be expected." I knelt down and rubbed his back. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He muttered getting back up. "What was that, where are we?" He asked, looking around.

"Let's get you inside first okay?" I grabbed Hedwig's cage and helped him up. "I guess I should've warned you, apparation can have that effect sometimes." The door opened up with a wave of my hand and I sat Harry down on the couch. "I think I have something for the nausea."

"I'll be okay, is this your house?" Harry asked, getting up and walking around.

I grabbed some chocolate from the cupboard, breaking him off a piece. "It was, I'm hoping it can be yours too." I placed the chocolate piece into his hand.

"You mean?" Harry asked, taking a small bite of the chocolate.

"I got my name cleared and asked the minister himself." I wrapped my arm around his shoulder. "They're going to do some home visits and checkups, but if all goes according to plan you won't be stuck at the Dursley's anymore." Harry's arms wrapped around my side and I could feel him bury his face into my shoulder.

"Thank you, Auntie." He said through a strained voice. "Thank you so much."

"You're gonna make me cry, Wizkid." I rubbed the back of his head, we sat there until his tears came to an end. "There's three bedrooms, why don't you go pick one out?" I suggested, ushering him up.

"You mean I get to choose my own room?" He asked, excited.

"Of course! They all have beds and furniture in them from back during the war." I explained leading him up the stairs. "We would provide a safe house for The Order when they were on missions."