"I'm living what I can. I've been here three days, Pads. I'm so fucking out of my element, that the only thing I know if happiness." He cocked an eyebrow. "I've hired cleaners to refurbish the hallow only to find I have no rights to my money. I've worn the clothes I died in since I rolled out of the ground. I've been searching for a job that would support both Lily and I to find I'm almost obsolete. Yeah, Sirius. Even by your morbid standards, I'm grown up. I own nothing, I control nothing. The only thing I have to my name IS my name. Myself. I'll act whatever fucking way I please, Black."
He pointed to the door. "Now, I told you to get out."