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“I couldn’t understand it—why I’d look at her and just feel right. Like I was at home. It drove me mental, sometimes.

“Something’s got to give. And I’m mental about you.”

Remus blushed and looked away, mumbling at his shoes,

but Sirius was too tired to listen, too preoccupied with the comforting heat of the body next to him.

Home, he thought, drifting off to sleep, I’m so happy to be home…