"Of course he did," he said, smiling. "I think they went from being friends to him being Sirius' father, too. I don't know if it helps, but Sirius never did grow up, even in his thirties."
Harry sighed. "It was... hard without you and Dad. Aunt Petunia never said anything. She didn't even tell me I was a wizard. I always thought you died in a car accident. Those pictures were important, but having you here is all I ever wanted."
He grinned. "I don't even want insights. I just want to get to know you and Dad. He'll be a little better now. I could tell it was hard for him to talk about you, especially at the start, but we were getting around. Now, it'll be fine, and you don't have to fill the blanks. We can just make a lot new memories together, this time, and you can ask me things too. I want you to know about my life."