LETTING GO
It has been a month since I have died. I miss Harry the most; I miss being able to switch back and forth between my human and dog forms. I've seen James and Lily, who look the same as they did fifteen years ago - yes when you die you stop aging. I guess I will look like I am in my thirties forever. I still see Harry, Remus, and everyone else; I look down upon them from Heaven. I hope when Harry looks up at the stars he'll see Sirius, the constellation not me, and remember me, because it is from that very constellation that I picked my animigus form.
I am now starting to realize why Snape was so cruel, and I forgive him for it. You see under Snape's hard, icy exterior he has a soft and kind heart. When he was younger, his drunken father abused him. He had only his mother and father and they couldn't care less about him. Therefore, he was all alone with no friends. His family had gone from being one of the most respectable families, like the Malfoys, to a family not many people liked, the Weasley's were a hundred times better than they were. When he came to Hogwarts, James and I ruined the little life he had left. We made sure he didn't have friends and that he was unpopular. I blame myself sometimes when I think about him and see how cold he is. Now, I see that and understand him, and I feel sorry for him, occasionally. Anyways, I truly believe Severus should go to heaven. Yes, I know who will go to Heaven and who will rot in Hell. You see, the dead gain so much knowledge, it's incredible. None of my family is here in Heaven with me and many Death Eaters aren't in Heaven. I think I am the only Black to go to Heaven, beside Tonks and her family that is.
Anyways, where was I? Oh yes, I do forgive him and I only hope that with time Remus and Harry will too. I am always keeping watch over Harry and I have wanted to strangle Wormtail for all the pain and trouble he has caused James, Lily, Harry, Remus, me, and everyone else, but eventually he will die and rot in Hell. I worry about Harry, you see he took up a dangerous and serious muggle habit; he cuts open his skin when the pain of something is too much. I would love to hold him and say it will be all right, but I can't. You see I am the reason for this. I --
"Sirius," James interrupts my reflections of the earth. I turn to my best friend.
"Yes James?"
"You have to let go of Harry."
"You're crazy, I love him too much!" I cry, anguished at the thought.
"You must, the longer you hold on, the more it will hurt. We love him too, but we let go." This was Lily. I know she is right. Therefore, I look down one last time at my beloved godson.
"Good-bye Harry, I'm letting you go. Remember, I am always there for you, in your heart. And so, until we meet again here in heaven, good bye Harry." I say. A single tear runs down my face as I turn and walk away with James and Lily.
The END!