Surprisingly, he was wrong. He soon fell asleep, and dreamt.

He was in a vast plain, on top of a huge cliff. Despite how high he was, he wasn't scared. He knew he had nothing to fear. He looked around him, and discovered he wasn't alone. A few meters away from him were three people, sitting in the grass. The youngest one had raven black hair, and rested his head on the woman's lap. The woman was gently rubbing his hair, and was looking at him with tender eyes. The same tenderness could be read on the other young man. The woman and the older man were both in their twenties, and were holding each other's hand. The man suddenly noticed Edmund, and pointed him to his girlfriend.

"Look, Darling..."

She looked up, and waved at Edmund, inviting him to join them. So Edmund took a few steps in their direction. He noticed she was wearing a white lily in her hair.

"Hello." he said. "My name is Edmund."

The youngest boy left the woman's lap, and sat up, while Edmund sat down.

"Hi! Are you Hermione's new friend?"

"Yes. I'm a friend of Hermione Granger. How do you know?"

"Just because I'm dead doesn't mean I stopped looking after my friends. I'm glad she and the Weasleys are fine, now. Only Ginny left to save, but I know she's okay."

"You're Harry, right?"

"Yes. And these are my parents."

"I'm very pleased to meet you."

"We would like you to transmit a message to some people." Harry's mother interfered. "Do you think you can do that?"

"Of course. What's the message?"

"I would like you to tell them... to tell everyone, that it wasn't too painful, when I left." Harry said.

"My message is for Sirius." Harry's father added. "Tell him to take his time before he joins us. Tell him not to rush it.

I will, sir."

"My message is for Severus Snape." the young woman said. "Tell him I forgive him for the words he had, and that I thank him for watching over my son."

To these words, Harry grimaced.

"And tell him that I will be there, with James, to welcome him when his time has come." she finished.

"Oh, yes!" James added. "Tell the Silly Servilus I'm sorry I bullied him and called him Silly Servilus."

And then he burst out laughing, and was joined by his son. This sentence and this laugh earned him a tap from his wife, who then turned to Edmund.

"Good luck..." She said.

And he woke up. On the table next to him, he found six wands. He understood it was certainly a gift from Micha. He got up, took the wands, and silently went to the kitchen. Sirius was already there, in a better mood than the night before. He was getting breakfast ready for his guest, and whistling. The others were surely still sleeping. Edmund offered his help to Sirius, who joyfully accepted.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Yeah, I think so. I had a dream. I have a message for you."

"A message? From whom?"

"For you only, a message from James. For everyone, a message from Harry."

Sirius put down a bit too fast the plate he was holding.

"What did he say?"

"He said he wants you to take your time. He said you should not hurry to join them. They'll wait for you."

"What about Harry's?"

"I'd rather say it when everyone's awake."

Sirius grumbled, and then:

"Do you play chess?"

Edmund had a smile.

"I had a magnificent chess set, when I was king. Made with the finest gold. It was made by dwarves for my twentieth birthday."

"Didn't you say you were seventeen?"

"It... It's complicated. I came to Narnia when I was twelve, I stayed there until I was twenty-seven. And when I came back home, I was twelve again. Then I came back to Narnia 3000 years later, when I was thirteen. Anyway, so. Chess? I'm unbeatable."

"Careful, boy, we're talking wizard chess, here!" Sirius said with a smirk.

"Wizard or not, chess is chess, old man!"

Sirius settled the board, and they started a game, and then played again, until by 11, the Weasleys started to wake up and joined them.

"I think I have something for you." Edmund said when they were all together. "I think it belongs to you."

And he gave the twins the wands he had found when he woke up. He saw six faces in front of him lighting up. They all took their wands, and thanked him.

"Also, I have a message for all of you. Harry wants you to know he didn't suffer when he died."

"You... you talked to Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, in a dream. He was with his parents, and he looked peaceful. His father asked me to apologize for him to a guy named... Servilus?"

Sirius had a laugh.

"Who is he?" The young king asked.

"Servilus was the nickname James gave to Severus Snape." Hermione explained.

"Such good times..." Sirius dreamingly said. "Sounds like it was only yesterday. What did James say, exactly?"

"He said: "Tell silly Servilus I'm sorry I bullied him and called him silly Servilus." or something like that."

Sirius had a clear laugh, and then declared it was time to have breakfast.