It was an odd feeling, stepping out of the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron. He immediately stepped aside in case others decided to drop in before looking around. It'd been two long years since Michael had last set foot inside the most popular watering hole in Diagon Alley and yet, despite everything it didn't seem to have changed much. As his eyes moved around the familiar pub, a smile slowly spread about his lips. "Welcome home, Michael," he murmured softly to himself.