James felt almost strange sitting in such immaculate setting, but he supposed this was home in a way, and he should get used to it. So he sat next to Sirius, took his boots off so that he press against Sirius, and not worry if the boots would dirty the white couch (and who in their right mind bought white couches?).
"It's better here than home." He didn't think he wanted to go through this with Al and Allison and Dylan. He raised his head to kiss Sirius. "We're fine."