A/N: Sorry for this long delay. Had been caught up in some unavoidable stuff so had to put this on hold for a while. Now that I am free, the updates will be sooner for sure. And this is my first attempt at a fanfiction, so please be kind. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it!

Life was not fare to him. Never had been. First his parents, then Cedric and then the only family he had left, his Godfather, right when he was starting to get close to him. 'Whathadhedonetodeserveanyofthat', thought Harry. The nightmares still came, and sleeping was something he still avoided, but finally, he had come to accept the fact that Sirius was not returning. He was dead. This acceptance brought with it a void in his heart that he didn't think he'd ever be able to fill. The longing for a closure, where he could tell his godfather how much he loved him and how much he was going to miss him was always there.

The next time he woke up from his nap, he found his surroundings entirely different from what he could remember when he went to sleep. Gone was the rickety bed and old furniture and he found himself in the room which looked like a replica of the Gryffindor common room in Hogwarts, the only difference was that the red and gold was replaced by white and red. Though what caught his eye was not the ambience but a very familiar large black dog that was curled up right beside the fireplace and was looking longingly at Harry. Skeptical at the uncanny resemblance, Harry approached the dog a little slowly but before he could reach it, the dog changed into a human form that looked exactly like…

"SIRIUS.. Is that really you? Are you alive? What the hell were you thinking dueling so carelessly? Why did you leave me alone? Why…."

"Easy boy. I'll answer all your questions. But breathe. You will get into a fit if you keep talking like that." Sirius said.

With that he sat on the sofa and asked harry to sit beside him.

"Coffee?" he asked to which harry barely gave a nod.

After a few moments in which Harry seemed to have gathered himself, Sirius had the coffee ready. When he offered the cup to Harry, their eyes met, and he saw a lot of questions in his eyes.

"Explain" said Harry taking the first sip from his cup of coffee.

"Hmm. Let's see. I'll answer your questions one by one though even I am not sure about some of the things that have happened of late but I have some speculations."

"One, yes it is really me, your Uncle Sirius. Two, no I am not alive anymore, though I am not completely dead also. What happened at the department of mysteries was that I happened to fall through the veil with my body while I was still alive. And nothing has happened since then that will suggest that I have died. Though what I have also figured out that getting back in the mortal world is not possible for me now. Somehow I am able to move through the immortal world while still retaining some amount of connection to the mortal one. That is why I am here. I knew that you needed me. But Harry you have grown up now. I know you are still a teenager but the circumstances around you have never allowed you to remain a kid and I am so proud of the human being that you have grown into Harry, despite the circumstances, we all are. You had all the reason to turn bad, and you didn't. This shows the strength of your character Harry. You should hear your Mom talk about it. She is so proud of you, and so is your Dad!"

"Wait. What? You talked to my parents? I mean how?"

"Harry! You seem to have forgotten that I am dead. Well, almost. So once I came here, it was pretty easy to find them. And before you get into that self-pity of yours again, you don't need to Harry. We all are having a great time here. It just pains us to see the way you are punishing yourself. Don't do it Harry. We all lived the way we wanted to, and died protecting the one who mattered the most to us. You. You should not feel guilty about it because it was our choice to make. What happened at the Department of Mysteries was not at all your fault. I would have done the same had I been in your place. If you still have to blame someone, blame Voldemort. He is the one responsible for it and we hate to see you blaming yourself over things you had no control upon. What we would like is to see you enjoying yourself again. Live your life to the fullest. Because if you don't then Voldemort has already won. You cannot let him win Harry. You just cannot."

"But.. It's difficult." Harry said. A small drop of tear fell from his eyes as he became ready to accept the fact that his godfather was no more and it just might be possible that he was not the one responsible for it.

"I have to go now Harry. It is about time. Your mom asked me to tell you that she had such great plans for you. And she still has. You know I never told you something about your family. But it's a surprise and you'll find out soon. Harry, I so much wanted to be by your side while you grew up and now I cannot. But always remember that I'll be watching you. We all will be. And it pains for us to see you suffering. So if not for yourself, then for us, live your life and enjoy it to the fullest. Promise me Harry, that you will do it. Or at least you will try."

"I cannot promise you Sirius but I will definitely try. And thank you. Thank you for all this. Thank you for everything. And I will always miss you. Wait, will I ever see you again?"

"I will miss you too and yes you will kiddo. I will always be there for you whenever you need me. Have fun and don't let that snake scumbag control your life ever."

It was all getting blurry and hazy and Harry. Suddenly feeling very tired, he sat on the nearby couch and closed his eyes and when he opened them he was back into his room at Privet Drive. He vaguely remembered having a conversation with Sirius but somehow it seemed a bit unreal. With still this thought on his mind and a much lighter heart, Harry slipped into a dreamless sleep again.