I'm really sorry for the long wait for this chapter. I had exams and then I just couldn't get in the right mindset to write this but I forcd myself to sit down and write so here's a chapter. It's not the best but it's something. hope you like it :)

Funeral

Harry, Ginny and Ron arrived in the great hall for dinner a few minutes before Hermione. When Hermione did arrive she looked torn between being angry at Harry and Ginny for keeping their teaching position a secret from her and congratulating them on their achievements.

Firstly, she settled for being angry, 'How could you not have told me!?'

Ginny looked up from her meal sheepishly, 'Sorry Hermione.'

Harry mimicked Ginny's actions, 'We wanted to keep it a secret.'

Hermione seemed to calm down after that, she slumped down on the bench and hesitantly began to eat the plate of food that Ron had put together for her, 'I have to say I was impressed at your knowledge and ability to hold the attention of such a big group for so long.'

Harry and Ginny gave an awkward smile, 'Thanks,' they said in discordant unison.

'I'd be honoured if you'd let me help with your next lesson plan,' she told them with a pleading undertone.

'Now Hermione, we don't want to be giving you an unfair advantage over the rest f the class,' Ginny smirked.

Any retort Hermione was about to give was forgotten when a large brown owl swooped down toward them. Though not unheard of, it was unusual for owls to come at dinner. It landed in front of Harry and flew off as soon as he had removed its burden.

The letter read:

Dear Mr H Potter,

I am writing to inform you that an official memorial will be held for your godfather, Sirius Orion Black followed by the official reading of his will. I apologise for how late it is I hope you will be able to attend.

Yours sincerely,

Kingsley Shacklebolt, Minister of Magic.

'What is it?' Ron asked. Numbly, Harry handed his friend the letter.

'Let me see,' Ginny asked her brother, he handed her it once he had read it.

'Damn bloody right it's a bit late!' Ron exclaimed, breaking the silence that had suddenly surrounded them once all four had read the letter.

'What are you going to do?' Hermione asked all anger from the DADA situation gone.

'Well obviously he's going to go,' said Ron, 'Right Harry?'

'Yeah... of course...' Harry mumbled.

'Hey Harry?' Ginny asked, worried by his sudden distant look. Back before the end of the war Harry had worn that look on almost a daily basis but now it hardly ever came to light. 'Are you okay? You know you don't have to go...'

Harry looked Ginny straight in the eye, 'I'm fine and... I do have to go, he's my godfather and my father's bet friend.'

Ginny was touched by her boyfriend's use of present tense whilst talking about Sirius but at the same time she knew he really needed to move on, 'I suppose it'll help you get some closure.'

Harry took her hand and stared into her eyes. She saw every emotion possible flicker through his bright green eyes until they turned dull and sad; she could tell how much pain that one letter had caused him, he had been so happy not ten minutes before.

"You don't have to go, you've already payed your respects to him and his will has already been sorted out, I don't understand why they'd give him a proper funeral," said Ginny.

"A lot of families are having proper funerals for their loved ones that died during the war since it was too dangerous to have a proper funeral back then," Hermione explained.

Harry put his head down on the table and tried to imagine what his life would have been like had Voldemort done the right thing and not let his awful childhood ruin his life. He couldn't imagine it. "I can't believe so much has happened to all of us and we're only 16 and 17," Harry sighed, silently pledging that if he ever had children they would have a proper childhood.

"Yeah mate," Ron agreed, his mouth full of chicken, "But a lot of good things have happened to us as well as bad and it's over now." Ron was, as always, a little worried about how fast his best friend could go from happy to sad

"Yeah I know... I suppose it's just Sirius' funeral made me realize how much bad there is." Before anyone could reply to hi, Harry took a deep breath and left the table leaving his best friends sit in awkward silence.

I'll have Sirius' funeral up as soon as I've wrote it, thank you if you're still reading this :)

Wall With A Fez: Thank you, I hope you had fun in Amsterdam :) really sorry for the wait, i'll try to update quicker! As for Doctor who fics I really don't know, I'm currently Beta-ing a Doctor who fic so if you like, I'll send you a link to that when it's published.

lyndzwaterfall: Sorry to keep you waiting so long, hope you're still reading, I know this chapter wasn't the best but hopefully the next chapter will be good and there will be more lessons, of course :)

again, I'm really sorry for the long wait, to make up for it I'll stop the once a week thing and just update as soon as I finish a chapter, I'll try to bring this to an end soon.

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