Sleep that night came with a plethora of thoughts nagging away at him.
"Home."
The question he asked himself now, is what home was now to him.
--The place where I holed myself up in my room, wasting away as I became the laughingstock of my hometown? Or the place where despite hardship, I've actually grown--actually made something of myself?
Rain poured again that night, pelted against the roof of the cave as the refreshing winds of precipitation soothed his skin, guiding him into a gentle sleep.
However, a restful embrace only met one of them, as Sirius waited for his companion to fall into slumber back adjusting his uniform, stepping out of the cavern into the light showers that shifted into a downpour.
"--You really tracked us down. Not a good use of time if you ask me."
Sirius called out to whoever was hiding within the drenched foliage, standing out in the open as water cascaded down his neat uniform.
