[ Whatever happens to him must be terrible, because both Hermione and now Harry have seemed uncertain as to how to speak to him when it comes to the future. No matter - Sirius isn't going back. James and Lily are here. Remus is here. Why in he world would he ever give that up?

A large grin stretches across his face when he feels Harry's arm around his shoulder and he returns the gesture with his arm around Harry's, dragging the boy close and taking his cigarette out of his mouth with his free hand so he can press an affectionate kiss to the top of the boys head. It's his little fawn, and although affection is a rare commodity when it comes to Sirius Black, it never will be for Harry Potter. No matter his age. ]

That's perfect. You can't just be charmingly charming, that's my act and the last thing we need is for you to outshine me. My ego is very fragile.