Chapter 1- The Arrival

When I arrive, there isn't anyone waiting for me. I am glad of this, as I quickly notice my lack of attire. My face remains impassive and indifferent, as it has been trained to, as I coolly look around for some kind of garment to wear. In this endless empty space I spot a pile of black, no doubt the clothes of my usual choice. After taking a few steps the clothes appear at my feet, even though I thought it would take a good half hour to reach them. Dressed and decent, all I can do is sit and wait.

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I know what my heaven entails. I have seen it nearly every night since I met her. It is Lily and I, under a large tree of some variety, next to some unknown river. Just us. Together forever in our own little world. No one would bother us, and no one would taunt us. People like James Potter simply wouldn't exist in our world. No one would be there to take her away.

Really, the question isn't when I will reach my heaven, rather do I deserve it?

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I wonder if my mother would wish me to be in her heaven. Would Tobias be there? I doubt it. I'm sure that I am not included in her heaven, simply because I would be a reminder of the biggest mistake of her life. This conclusion doesn't bother me. I knew as a small child that in her perfect world I wouldn't exist.

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I have been waiting what feels like days and I am sick of this. All that I've done since arriving is ponder in thought and remember dreams from times gone past. I want to know my fate already. Surely I have waited long enough? Wasn't twenty two years long enough? It seemed that this place didn't think so.

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A spot appears on the endless horizon. I sit up roughly and stare at it. It comes slowly towards me, and all of a sudden a person materialises in front of me. My face betrays me as my eyebrows rise in surprise. It's Albus Dumbledore. He bends down and offers his right hand, a hand that looks gloriously healthy, showing no indication of the curse that I entrapped in it, two years before. I grasp it as he pulls me up, and we stand there staring at each other for awhile. All of a sudden, he pats me on the shoulder,

'Come,' he says and I follow