___________<br/><br/>It was wonderfully reminiscent of having Harry at home again, how Draco had gone off to school but come back for supper. If asked, Sirius wouldn’t say he day to day missed being a full time parent, and yet there was something about hearing about Draco’s school day that was impossible to replace by any other string of conversation.<br/>They hadn’t really touched on the press nor Draco’s partner, and Sirius had had no intention of asking unless prompted. Instead, they had been chatting about the characters Draco had witnessed taking the late afternoon train back into London.<br/>“I think it’s charming,” Sirius grinned, unable to feel a sense of belonging among them.<br/>He was sitting back in his chair, almost to the point of tipping it, as he tried to rub a stain of motor oil off of his nail polish with his napkin. “I think I like London better, anyway.”