"Yeah, he loved it. When he was young, one summer, he went to Italy. That's the country where pizza's from, it's shaped like a boot. Funny looking. And he said there were lots of pretty girls there, but none as pretty as your mother. Always adored your mother, he did."
Sirius zeroed in on the house that was a little removed from the others, up a small hill. It looked abandoned and like nothing much, but of course it would. Muggle protection. Sirius landed, setting the bike down in the driveway. "Here we are."
There was a garden, a fence all around it. Overgrown with bushes. The house really wasn't much to look at. "Home, sweet home."
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Sirius zeroed in on the house that was a little removed from the others, up a small hill. It looked abandoned and like nothing much, but of course it would. Muggle protection. Sirius landed, setting the bike down in the driveway. "Here we are."
There was a garden, a fence all around it. Overgrown with bushes. The house really wasn't much to look at. "Home, sweet home."