Ahhh, ear scritches. It really had been a long time since he'd had that. Nice to know they still felt just as good, even if he would never admit it. He could happily stay as Padfoot for hours, lapping up the affection Harry gave him but they needed to talk. He moved away from Harry so he could change back into a human.

"Well there's no accounting for bad taste, even if it's my own." He smiled.

He looked so much like James. He had wondered if perhaps he was imagining things, still adjusting to the transition out of Azkaban, but that wasn't the case at all. It was like James was staring back at him through Lily's eyes.

"Harry... I wish I could remember our letters. I- I'm sorry I don't. I'm sorry about many things." He hated how unsure he sounded. He knew what he wanted to tell Harry but he had no idea how to say it.