Packing
Harry flops down onto his sofa. He knows it wouldn't be too bad to ask Ron to stay with him, he actually wouldn't mind seeing his best friend for a while. Harry sighs as he gets up and puts the kettle on. He decides to go to the pub on Friday to see everyone and catch up. He gets out a mug and starts making some tea for himself. He looks around his apartment and sighs. He doesn't have much stuff since the war, always moving around after a couple of months. He walks over to the sofa with his tea, staring thoughtfully into the fire. Suddenly, someone steps out from the flames. Harry jumps up and draws his wand, before seeing who it is and settling back down on the sofa.
"Merlin Sirius, you have to stop dropping by unannounced all the damn time."
Sirius chuckles a bit before wrapping Harry in a hug.
"I haven't seen you in weeks, and that's what you say?"
"Well, I'm sorry I'm about to be homeless." Harry scoffs, before turning to the kitchen to make Sirius a cup of tea.
Sirius doesn't say anything. When Harry turns around he sees Sirius staring at him already, with that pityful look in his eye.
"Oh. Yeah, sorry about that chap." Sirius mumbles before dropping down on the sofa.
Harry walks back over and hands Sirius his tea before picking up his and settling down beside him. They sit like that for a while before Sirius jumps up like he's been struck with lightning.
"I've got it!" He yells before grabbing some floo powder and walking into the fire.
Harry stares for a while dumbfounded at what just happened. He hears pecking at his window and turns to see an owl at it. He waves his hand to let it in and it swoops around the room once before landing on the arm of his sofa. Harry takes the letter from around his leg and opens it. It's a letter from Hermione asking if he's got a place to stay yet. Harry chuckles before taking the owl on his arm and putting it outside. He closes the window after it's flown away and grabs the book he's currently reading before flicking his wrist at the fire to light it. He settles down on his dark red armchair, before putting a heating charm on his tea, beginning to read his book. He dozes off at some point because next thing he knows he's being shaken and someone is yelling at him to get his lazy ass off the sofa.