I was going to leave this as a oneshot but i had some really kind reviews so i decided to do a sequal. It is set in Harry's 7th year, he stayed at school, Sirius and Dumbledore never died. K think that is it and plz review :D Hope you guys enjoy it.....

The stench of death was everywhere, etched into people's clothes and skin but worst of all their hearts. In the centre of it all was Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the 17 year old kid who is supposed to save the world from the returned Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort was wreaking havoc once again in the wizarding world.

"Harry?" A voice in the distance called.

Harry stood up from in front of Hogwarts lake and turned towards the voice, it was his godfather Sirius. The very man who was helping Harry, giving him information and teaching him complex spells when the other adults were shielding him as if he were a child.

"There you are," Sirius sighed. "I was worried."

That sentence made Harry's heart fill with love for his godfather, before he met Sirius in his third year he never had someone that he could call a father figure.

"I just needed a minute to breathe, to many people in there expect too much from me. They want me to save them from an almost unstoppable force, yet sheild me from the evil world they want me to save. Does that even make sense?" He looked down in shame, feeling the pressure.

"You need a break, they are pushing you way too hard. Your an adult half the time and a child the rest, what ever is conveniant to them."

"If I take a break people will die."

"This is a war kid, people are going to die no matter what you do and the way we are going every one will die, because we have not got enough people willing to fight with us. Voldemort has too many followers and they are too strong."

Harry sat back down facing the lake and started tracing in the dirt. Sirius sat beside him and patted his sholder gently, then started wistling a tune that sounded vaugly familiar to Harry.

"What are you whistling?"

"It was a song your mother used to sing to you when she put you to sleep, it's called 'there's an Angel in the meadow. Lilly had a beautiful voice and when she sang the entire room would instantly relax, James once told me he asked her to sing him to sleep. The saddest thing about that song is I don't remember the words, they died with your parents that Halloween night."

Harry felt anger course through him, another thing Voldemort has taken from him. As fast as it came it left, disappointment took it's place, his shoulders slumped and tears burned his eyes.

"I will kill him, I don't know how but somehow I will." Harry growled, more determined then ever.

"I will be with you every step of the way!"

"Thank you," Harry said with a weak smile. "The first thing we need to do though is find people to fight, do you think we should try overseas? I mean if Voldermort beats us then what is stopping him from going into another country-"

"I think I may know someone," Sirius inturrupted. "You see, the other day I was talking to Dung about a law firm-"

"You were talking about a law firm?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"Yes, and you have heard of them; Wolfram and Hart."

Harry silently contemplated the name, he had heard the name in DADA. They protect evil, they are evil.

"Sirius, Wolfram and Hart are on Voldemort's side."

Sirius shook his head with a small smile. "There has been a change in management."

I want to thank everyone that gave me the encouragement to write the sequal and I have decided to make it way longer. Jcomic, mysticmoon1331 and Kale Henderson you guys are awesome.