By Thursday, they had the perfect house. It was a country home in Southern England, within apparating distance from Dorchester. It seemed that the Black ancestors had been as fond of their little retreats as the Potter's had been. This house was in the middle of the woods. After exchanging a letter with Sirius, who promised to inspect the building and care that it was fit for habitation, they decided that it would be a combined present from all of them.