Hey guys! sorry this has taken so long to update - was being rude :P xD it was acting up so i couldn't upload - but now i can! xD anyways, a lot of people have been complaining about how my story isnt going anywhere - but trust me, it is. it's jus that since my chapters aren't long, it seems like i'm not getting anywhere, when really, i am. also, i'm puttting a lot of happy fluffy moments in now because i need to emphasize the fact that Harry is so extatic that he can talk to his past guardians again. the real fun starts to begin soon. tryst me - just hold on for a little longer - please :) and thanks to all who reviewed and i am so sorry i haven't had time to answer everyone - but know that i appreciate each and every one of your comments and pointers :) and another thank u to all who have stuck with me the whole time. anyways - now - ON WITH THE STORY! and sorry again for the delay :(

Chapter 11

Harry got out of be, stretched, and bid farewells to his previous guardians to go and eat dinner. Ron and Hermione will probably be worried about me, Harry mused. Harry took a quick shower and made his way to the Great Hall. As soon as he entered, he looked up to at the Teacher's Table and saw that Dumbledore had seen him. Dumbledore gave him a small smile, which Harry returned, much to Dumbledore's surprise. He seems to be coping rather well, Dumbledore thought to himself, happy for the child he had slowly come to love like his own.

Harry sat down across from Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor House Table. They both looked up at him, surprised. Ron opened his mouth to say something, but Hermione elbowed him. She looked at Harry for a minute before smiling nervously.

"Hey," she said, softly. Harry realized that they had been very worried about him. He felt bad; he shouldn't have stayed in his room the whole day like that. He smiled at her.

"Hey." He grinned at them when he saw the astonished look on their faces. "What?" he asked innocently. Hermione bit her lip.

"Are you – are you feeling… um…." Hermione didn't know how to phrase what she wanted to ask without hurting Harry. Harry smirked at her.

"I'm feeling fine, thanks." Harry grinned at her astounded expression. Ron and Hermione shared a look.

"Mate, did you hit your head or something?" Harry burst out laughing.

"Guys! I'm perfectly fine!" Harry said laughing, clutching his sides. Ron and Hermione still looked bewildered, so he said, quietly, "come on, once we finish eating I'll show you why I'm okay." Hermione and Ron just looked at each other again. Harry just smiled. All throughout dinner he kept the smile on his face, making Ron and Hermione wonder what the hell was going on.

They finished dinner and silently got up from the table and made their way to the Gryffindor Tower.

"You two wait here, I'll go and double check if the dorm is empty." Harry pounded up the stairs, flung his door open, and grabbed the mirror as fast as he could. "Sirius," he whispered into the mirror. Sirius' grinning face flooded the mirror almost instantly, but before he could say anything, Harry raised a hand to stop him. "Listen, I don't have much time: would you mind if I tell Ron and Hermione about this too? Cause otherwise they'll think I've gone mental, since I was nearly internally dead, like, yesterday, and now suddenly I'm fine." Harry smirked at the recollection of their faces. Sirius looked at Harry strangely.

"Of course it's ok, Harry; It's your choice," he shrugged. Harry threw him a fleeting grin in thanks and told him to wait for a minute. Before Sirius could even reply, Harry had flung the mirror on the bed and had run out of the room again. Sirius just shook his head in bewilderment, a small smile on his face.

Harry ran back into the Common Room, grabbed his 2 best friends' hands, and ran back to his dorm, pulling them along. He entered his dorm and pulled his door closed after Ron and Hermione entered. Harry walked to his bed and picked the mirror back up to see Sirius still staring up at him from the mirror. He gave Harry a reassuring smile, telling Harry that what he was doing was the right thing. Harry took a deep breath and turned around, the mirror facing away from him so that Hermione and Ron would be able to see what was in it. They both gasped as soon as they registered what – well, in this case, who – was in the mirror.

"Sirius?!" Hermione gasped, shocked.

"Sirius?" Ron asked, bewildered.

"Sirius," Harry agreed happily, nodding.