[A/N] Part One of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Assignment #2 for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)

Task : Write about a character's death. (The extra credit will be posted next chapter, and the secondary assignment will be posted after.)

Greek Mythology Mega Challenge / Prompt : #9 Hermes - Write about somewhere other than Great Britain

100 Drabbles Challenge / Prompt : #75 Fall

He was falling.. falling.. falling through darkness and oblivion.. He didn't know when it would stop, nor when there will be light. All he remembered was laughing at his dearest cousin Bellatrix and then there was green light. Then, he was falling through the veil. He could still hear echoes of Harry's screams and Remus' restrained wails.

I'm sorry, Harry. I didn't mean to. Remember my promise on your third year? About you living with me in Grimmauld Place? I'm sorry that couldn't happen now. I know Remus will take good care of you, Harry. I know you'll get through this alive.

I'm sorry, Remus. I didn't mean to. Remember my promise last night? About me staying still on my arse and not acting recklessly? I'm sorry I broke my promise, mate. I might be seeing Lily and James shortly, and we'll be waiting for you. Take care of Harry for us, will you? Stay strong, mate.

People were wrong to say that when you die, you could see your life flashing before your eyes. It wasn't true. All he could see was darkness and all he could hear was silence. He almost wanted to laugh at the irony, but it seemed really inappropriate. He should be mourning for his death, after all.

It was quite weird that he was getting the feeling of excitement at his state. He missed his best mate James, and his other friend Lily. Sirius wasn't always the optimist, but he wasn't Sirius now. He was Dead Sirius. (omfg geddit?) Who said he couldn't change in afterlife?

He was just about to ponder intelligently on his thoughts about death when he hit the solid ground hard. Even dead, he could feel his head throbbing. He tried to curse that would make a sailor proud, but all he could voice out was pure silence. Maybe swearing wasn't allowed in Heaven, if he was in Heaven..

"Oi, mate! Get off your arse! Merlin, you look ancient." James' young face came into view. The lucky bastard was left in his 21-year-old body!

"James, of course he looks older! He's been through Azkaban and, well, he had matured! Unlike you, who would still play pranks." Sirius could hear the sound of Lily's hand colliding with the back of James' head.

"Ow! Lillian! Don't you dare embarrass me in front of my best mate! I thought you loved me."

"Of course I love you, you're just a proper git sometimes."

"Stop it with that sloppy romance, I'm having a headache." a melodious voice echoed through the walls, a voice all too familiar for all three of them.

"McKinny! Dear, it was about time you arrived!" James guffawed.

"I've heard Black finally died, and I've been wanting to see him for a long time." she grinned, walking closer to where Sirius' body lay.

"I don't know what's up with him, but he hasn't been moving since he landed." Lily shrugged.

Just then, Marlene's beautiful face came into view. She was the same Marlene he had seen almost two decades ago; She had beautiful, wavy hair and stunning brown-gold eyes that shone when she smiled brightly.

Suddenly, the beautiful angel in front of him slapped him into reality.

"You're dead, Sirius." she said with a wide grin.