Harry crept into his bed and flipped out the lights. He placed his glasses on his bedside table and tried to go to sleep. You actually defeated Voldemort. You actually defeated Voldemort. The words wrapped themselves around his mind. No, we actually defeated Voldemort. After long thought in these words he finally dozed off. Harry found himself in a place that looked like Hogwarts, only much larger. A figure in the mist began to walk towards him. Harry wondered whether he should run or stay put. He stayed where he was as he began to make out the figure.
"Harry!" it called running faster. His voice sounded friendly and harmless. Harry walked towards him and began to recognize him as Sirius.
"Sirius!" he called back and ran to him and gave him a hug. "I am very, very proud of you, Harry," he said as he put both of his firm hands on Harry's shoulders. Harry couldn't help grinning and sat down on the bench nearby with his godfather.
"You all defeated Voldemort, destroyed every last bit of him," he continued. Harry noticed three more figures walking towards him.
"Lily, James, come on over!" Sirius called as he slid over to make more room. Lily came and sat next to Harry, tears in her eyes.
"My son, oh my son," she murmured as she gave him a hug. Harry felt some odd attachment to her, although he hadn't known her as well as he wanted. James came and gave Harry a hug as well. Harry noticed the resemblance that everyone noticed whenever they saw him. His eyes indeed did look identical to Lily but his face resembled James.
"James, my son helped defeat Voldemort!" exclaimed Lily to James. Harry noticed the third figure still standing there.
"Professor Dumbledore, come here!" called James as they scooted down the bench.
"Harry, I am indeed very proud of you. You destroyed the horcruxes and destroyed Voldemort.
"I am indeed very proud as we are all," Dumbledore said as he walked over. Dumbledore looked stronger but his thin silver beard remained. Harry was grinning so hard he couldn't stop. But then sadness swept over him. They're all dead Harry. You'll only see them this way. It didn't seem to matter to Harry too much. He didn't really care. As long as he could see them one way, that was fine for him. He talked and talked with his parents, Sirius, and Professor Dumbledore. But soon enough, he found Ron, Ginny, and Hermione hovering over him, calling his name.
"Harry, wake up! You've slept far too long," ordered Hermione in her usual serious tone. "Back off, Hermione. He's had a long night," said Ron as though he knew what Harry had been dreaming.
"Come on , Harry! Get up!" exclaimed Ginny as they walked out the door. Once they had all left, Harry just smiled and shook his head.
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