AN: I OWN NOTHING OF THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE!!!!

Cryin' For Me,

Harry sat in his bedroom at the Dursely's house. He was remembering the night that Sirius had died. He remembered seeing Sirius laugh at danger as he battled his cousin Bellatrix. He never thought that his godfather, the cloest thing Harry had left to a loving and caring family, would die that night.

Heard the news on Friday mornin',
But a tear I couldn't find,
You showed me how I'm supposed to live,
And now you showed me how to die,

Harry had finished the battle and gone back to Hogwarts, he remained lost and unfeeling over his Godfathers death. When he realized there was no way Sirius could ever be found or come back as a ghost, he found his tears.

I was lost 'till Sunday mornin',
I woke up to face my fears,
While writing you this goodbye song,
I found a tear,

Harry began to think of all the things Sirius had ever done for him. Offered him a home when he had none, despite the Dursely's house. Given him the freedom to finally choose something in his life, instead of just being thrown into it forceably. Giving him faith in himself. Giving him love as a father to his son, when Harry had no father.

I'm gonna miss that smile,
I'm gonna miss you my friend,

Harry hated the way Sirius had died. He deserved a full life more than anyone. He sacrificed his life for the well being of not only Harry, but the entire wizarding world. But, looking back on the good times he had with Sirius, had he been given the chance, he would do it all again.

Even though it hurts the way it ended up,
I'd do it all again,

Harry didn't know if Sirius had gone to some special place or a heaven of sorts, but he knew wherever he was, he was with James and Lily, and he would join them soon.

So play it sweet in heaven,
'Cause that's right where you wanna be,

Harry felt the tears coming down his cheeks, he knew he wasn't crying because he felt sorry for Sirius. He was crying for himself.

I'm not cryin' because I feel so sorry for ya,
I'm cryin' for me,

Harry remembered his secret visit to Grimwald Place. He never gathered why he went there, maybe to just see Sirius's face one more time in a picture on some wall somewhere, but when he went, all that Harry did was soak in memories and feelings. Sirius, no longer being there, seemed to have taken all the laughter and joy from grimwald place.

I got up and dialed your number,
And your voice came on the line,
With that old familiar message,
I heard a thousand times,
I know you think I'm crazy,
But I just had to hear your voice I guess,

Harry thought about how Sirius had always been in his life, even though he never noticed it until he was thirteen. How Sirius had given Hagrid the motorcycle. The motorcycle, Harry always laughed at the memory. It was exactly like Sirius, to have a motorbike in the wizarding world. It was another atribute to him that made Sirius so special, so different. Another atribute that Harry loved.

So play your upside-down, left-handed,
Backwards bass guitar,
And I'll see you on the other side, Superstar,

Harry couldn't wait to see Sirius again. He knew he would. But for now, he knew he had work to do. If anything happened however, he knew exactly how he was going to die. Smiling at the hands of danger, dying for his friends.