"I mean, you've always been, don't you think?" Sirius smiled a little, showing that he was joking. For the most part, anyway. "Look, if you don't get to be selfish now, then when? And, anyway, does it matter? Whether you are here, at home, on bloody Kilimanjaro, Hartley would be with you. Curl up in a ball on the floor and sleep just so he stays by your side."

It had certainly happened before, so he wasn't exaggerating. "Makes more sense for you to be home. Then he can at least sleep on a bed."

He put a hand on Harry's arm and shrugged. "Honestly, Haz, you're being quite selfless. Wanting him to meet people. I'm way more possessive, I'd threaten to haunt any future boyfriends from the afterlife. Going to poltergeist all over the place."