There he was, falling. The look of horror etched into his face forever.

"SIRIUS!!!" He reached out to take his godfathers hand as he slipped through the curtain.

"SIRIUS!!!" He tried to run after him but someone held him back.

"Harry there is nothing you can do - he's gone"

A laugh echoed through room and suddenly a bright green flash lit it, and he heard it again.

"Please don't kill Harry, take me"

"Stand aside silly girl"

"Please, take me"

~~~~~

Harry awoke in a cold sweat. He looked out his window at the lighting sky. He groped around for his glasses and put them on.

"Harry, go to sleep"

He looked at her, she was barely awake but he sighed and lay back down.

"I had the dream again"

"Tell me in the morning," she turned over and fell asleep

God how he missed Sirius, after his death Harry stayed with Remus Lupin, who became the worlds most renowned expert on Dark Magic, that was after the death of Alastor Moody. As Harry though about his old mentor tears welled up in his eyes. Being an Auror was his dream and because of that paranoid man he was. He though back to the days work and how close he had come to stopping the death eaters once and for all. Their new leader, Malfoy, was if possible worse then Voldermort. He had no heart, killed in the light of day. Harry wondered if the dark days would ever end. If he would ever be free to take his two little children on a walk with out fear that they would be killed. He sighed, took off his glasses and fell asleep.