"How do I know this isn't just some trick! How do I know if you aren't just going to grab me and shove me back in the cage!" Sirius yelled.

"I have lived here for my whole life! I have lived in this place where people, like you, get their souls sucked out by us! I have lived in this place where I get beaten for no reason! I have lived in a place where there is no love, only hatred and misery! I have lived- I want to leave, to see and possibly give life. I don't want to be beaten, and I don't want to know only hatred and misery. I want to know love. I want to leave this horrible place and to never look back." I gave my speech and watched Sirius' face go from hatred to sympathy.

"Alright. But first we have to get the magical barriers down so that you can leave." He said as he quickly turned so I wouldn't see his tears. But I did.

"I'll go get your wand for you and you can convince the guard keeper to let me out without setting the other dementors free." I said as I floated by Sirius who was running.

Later when I finally found the room I had to ask Sirius what the exact measurements to his wand were.

"15" Mahogany, phoenix feather core." He said.

"Alright… Brilliant is this it?" I asked.

"Aye. Let's go!"

A few moments later I found myself hiding around a corner while Sirius imperioused the guard keeper.

"Excuse me fine sir, I would like you to release Dementor number… erm…" He said looking at me worriedly.

"Ninety-Eight." I mouthed. He got the message, sort of.

"98? YES! 98! Release him now."

"Yes, sir!" The guard keeper yelled enthusiastically with a huge smile on his face.

"Now let's go!" Sirius said when he came over to me.

When were beyond the magical barrier and far from Azkaban I shouted in joy.

"YES! Thank you so much Sirius! You have no clue how long I have been wanting out of there! I'm so happy I could kiss you!" At that we both looked at each other and laughed joyously until we were both out of breathe.

"Ahhhhh. It smells good to not smell the sea, or the prison walls of that torturous waste!" Sirius said. "I'M FREE!" He shouted and collapsed onto the grass covered ground with a smile on his face.

I sighed. Not because I was exhausted, or because I was sad. But because it felt good to make people happy. It felt good to be happy.

"Harry." He whispered.

"Who?" I asked.

"Harry, I've got to see Harry Potter."

"Why?"

"He is my godson, and I have not seen him since before James and Lily died."

"Oh. We can go look for him. Do you know where he is?"

"No, but I know how to find him."