Disclaimer: I, Lili Jessi Sommers, Claim not to own any characters who are
in the Harry Potter books by Joanne Rowling. You have all read them (if
not, you will die!) so you know who these characters are.
A/N hey I'm new here and never writen a story in my life. I can't spell so don't kill me. My stories are rubbish but I love to write so that's all that matter. Heeeehhheeeee. So, eh, hem.
Chapter One: The first breath of death
Harry opened his eyes to the bright sunshine. He looked around and realised that he was in a bright room, that could only be a hospital room. He turned and looked at the person to his right. "Sirius." He gasped and stared at his godfather who had died 17 years ago. "Hello." Sirius smiled. "And how's my favourite Godson?" Harry smiled and threw his arms around him. (a/n very corny I no but don't hurt me!) "How can you. How did you.?" Harry stammered. Sirius smiled down at him, almost sadly. "Do you know what just happened Harry?" he asked kindly. Harry thought. In truth, he could not remember much more than going to bed after a long day. He looked at Sirius. He looked so much younger and happier than when he had last seen him. Harry looked questionably at Sirius. "What happened." Sirius looked at his hands. "Harry, you are. were a very old man when you went to bed." Harry waited. What did Sirius mean. Were? "Harry, this is the afterlife." Harry stared at Sirius. No. it couldn't be true. He wasn't dead? "Remus has just gone to get a drink. It must be a shock to you. I know, it was to me too." Harry, was thinking, if he was dead, and you could talk to people in the afterlife, if his parents were there. "Sirius?" he began. "If we are dead, have you seen my parents?" Sirius suddenly looked very old and tired again. Just like he had been after he escaped from Azkaban (a/n this is the last note I'm doing, but the characters have gone back to the same age as in the book. K? So they aren't like old or anything.) "I'm afraid, I haven't. Apparently, just after they died. They met up with mine and Remus's partners who died a month before Lily and James, but they were badly shaken by their death and they ran away after three weeks. People have been searching for them for years. But we are still looking for them. We would like you to help, if you feel you can" Harry looked at him. If he helped, he might be able to find them. It sounded like they had searched just about everywhere for them. Maybe there was some deserted island somewhere? Maybe you could visit other planets in the afterlife. Harry nodded, and said he would help.
Meanwhile:
Screams echoed down the dark halls of hell, deep in the underground of the mystic "Dark Island". The island was a myth. No one knew if it existed. All anyone knew about the "Place" that it was hell. Literally. Rumours were that people were taken there, tortured daily and shown the most horrifying things. Now, Lily and James were there. Voldemort had sent them their. Presently, they were locked in their dark cell, listening to the terrified screaming of the newcomers being tortured. They didn't think that they would ever get out of there.
Ok, so I lied, this is the last a/n. for anyone who's seen Event horizon, its like that.
So, what do u guys think? If its good, review. If its bad, review anyway and tell me im waisting my time by writing. Thanx
Oh and did I mention, could you review?
Review?
r-e-v-i-e-w?
review please?
Pretty please?
A/N hey I'm new here and never writen a story in my life. I can't spell so don't kill me. My stories are rubbish but I love to write so that's all that matter. Heeeehhheeeee. So, eh, hem.
Chapter One: The first breath of death
Harry opened his eyes to the bright sunshine. He looked around and realised that he was in a bright room, that could only be a hospital room. He turned and looked at the person to his right. "Sirius." He gasped and stared at his godfather who had died 17 years ago. "Hello." Sirius smiled. "And how's my favourite Godson?" Harry smiled and threw his arms around him. (a/n very corny I no but don't hurt me!) "How can you. How did you.?" Harry stammered. Sirius smiled down at him, almost sadly. "Do you know what just happened Harry?" he asked kindly. Harry thought. In truth, he could not remember much more than going to bed after a long day. He looked at Sirius. He looked so much younger and happier than when he had last seen him. Harry looked questionably at Sirius. "What happened." Sirius looked at his hands. "Harry, you are. were a very old man when you went to bed." Harry waited. What did Sirius mean. Were? "Harry, this is the afterlife." Harry stared at Sirius. No. it couldn't be true. He wasn't dead? "Remus has just gone to get a drink. It must be a shock to you. I know, it was to me too." Harry, was thinking, if he was dead, and you could talk to people in the afterlife, if his parents were there. "Sirius?" he began. "If we are dead, have you seen my parents?" Sirius suddenly looked very old and tired again. Just like he had been after he escaped from Azkaban (a/n this is the last note I'm doing, but the characters have gone back to the same age as in the book. K? So they aren't like old or anything.) "I'm afraid, I haven't. Apparently, just after they died. They met up with mine and Remus's partners who died a month before Lily and James, but they were badly shaken by their death and they ran away after three weeks. People have been searching for them for years. But we are still looking for them. We would like you to help, if you feel you can" Harry looked at him. If he helped, he might be able to find them. It sounded like they had searched just about everywhere for them. Maybe there was some deserted island somewhere? Maybe you could visit other planets in the afterlife. Harry nodded, and said he would help.
Meanwhile:
Screams echoed down the dark halls of hell, deep in the underground of the mystic "Dark Island". The island was a myth. No one knew if it existed. All anyone knew about the "Place" that it was hell. Literally. Rumours were that people were taken there, tortured daily and shown the most horrifying things. Now, Lily and James were there. Voldemort had sent them their. Presently, they were locked in their dark cell, listening to the terrified screaming of the newcomers being tortured. They didn't think that they would ever get out of there.
Ok, so I lied, this is the last a/n. for anyone who's seen Event horizon, its like that.
So, what do u guys think? If its good, review. If its bad, review anyway and tell me im waisting my time by writing. Thanx
Oh and did I mention, could you review?
Review?
r-e-v-i-e-w?
review please?
Pretty please?