"I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the related characters. The Harry Potter series is created by JK Rowling and owned by Warner Bros. This fanfiction is intended for entertainment only. I am not making any profit from this story. All rights of the original Harry Potter story belong to Warner Bros."

A/N: This is a filler but, not entirely. There are hints of what revived one of my favourite characters, Sirius Black. If you are not into revival of characters, you can read another fanfic. This was an idea which I always had in my mind, ever since the OOTP book came out ages ago. So I wanted to explore it through fanfiction. Please review and let me know how it turned out. Good, Bad and in-between. I can take it.

Bones to Flesh

7 Hours Ago

"Is he okay?" a soft and chirpy female sound could be heard by Harry.

"Oh Hermione, I think we should move him to the couch."

"You're right, Ron"

"I thought upon seeing me, he would have reacted in some way, but not in this manner."

Sirius entered inside the living room and gently sat in the couch besides Harry, keeping his godson's head on his lap. Every person inside the Grimmauld Place kept looking at the godfather with their eyes, which still could not believe that he is alive and breathing.

"Guys! I can feel your eyes"

"Sirius, how did you manage to…?" "Do you know Harry had been ever since you di...ed" "Padfoot, Where were you all these times?" "Cousin Siri, Why didn't you come and see any of us or even Harry?" Remus, Nymphadora, Andromeda, Ron and Hermione asked questions after questions, interrupting each other, and talking over each other at the same time. Sirius barely could understand any of them, and then Molly Weasley, had to silent them by yelling on top of their voice. Sirius, then sighed and told them, to give some alone time with Harry. He wanted to be there when Harry regains his conscience. When everyone started leaving, Remus came close, and hugged his best friend while he was still seated in the couch.

"Welcome back Padfoot! You don't know how Harry and I had missed you every day. Oh god! Sirius, I feel so guilty that I had not been able to give him the time, care and the belongingness, which he deserved from his Uncle Moony. I had felt guilt everyday not being able to save you in the Ministry. Thank you so much for coming back." Remus was hugging his friend so tightly that Sirius, even with his regained strength knew that if he came earlier right after he revived, he would have been bruised for sure.

"Moony, idiot, stop being a fool. You had been there for him, when even I was not there in the 3rd and 4th year. You had been always there Moony. You taught him about to defend and protect himself. You told him about his parents, that I wanted to do as his godfather, but you did. You had been his friend and guide throughout all these past few years."

"But I wasn't there when it mattered though. I didn't even get to see him as a child and not take care of him. I lost everything the night Lily and Prongs died, including your friendship too." Remus sat in the single seater armchair besides the long couch where, Harry was lying with his head on Sirius's lap. Sirius had his feet on top of the centre table.

"Moony, our Ministry would not have allowed a werewolf to meet him. I am sure even Dumbledore didn't allowed to. I know that he kept you away from Harry. Yes you were not there at the beginning. But now you are here. Now you are there for Prongs' son. That's all matter."

"You are right. Let's be there this time for Harry. Let's be there when we finally face Voldemort. I will help Harry to destroy every inch and cell of those death eaters and others who had killed many of our friends more than a decade ago."

"We will, Moony. We will!" Sirius had a sharp and calculative glint in his eyes, while saying that. He wanted to give pain to every inch of that snake-nosed Voldemort and bring justice to the deaths of every loved one, he lost to this War. He is not feeling anymore that bout of anxiety, and depression that he went through when he was alive last time. He didn't felt that mental exertion that he had gone through after leaving Azkaban. For some weird reason, that life of Azkaban and the memories he had, felt like memories of some other past life. Losing himself in those thoughts, he started to feel drowsiness. He felt that he needed this calmness and soothing feelings that are coming from the body that is lying on top of his lap. He never realised when he had fallen asleep and Remus, who saw him getting drowsy, got up and brought two blankets for the godson n godfather pair. He covered both of them and left the room to sleep.

"The blood of his own will raise its fang

Blood blood blood…of his own, Ash to Bones, Ash to Flesh,

Arises as the son will only gain, Yes Bones, bones, bones, bones,

I want flesh of his own kin, The Darkness will prevail unless the purest of the heart

No Harry, where are you prongslet? I cannot see anything.

Why am I here?!

Who am I?

How did I came here?

Who's this prongslet?"

"HARRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

"No Lily he is here!"

"It seemed to take Sirius an age to fall. His body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backward through the ragged veil hanging from the arch...

And Harry saw the look of mingled fear and surprise on his godfather's wasted, once-handsome face as he fell through the ancient doorway and disappeared behind the veil, which fluttered for a moment as though in a high wind and then fell back into place." (A/N: Taken from the HP and OOTP)

Sirius saw the expression on his Godson, his Babyboy that he never wanted to see on him ever. The broken, scared, surprise, anguish, helplessness on a child he had always wanted to take care but can't anymore.

"Goodbye Harry. I am proud of your strength. You are brave."

""Ash to ash, bones to flesh, kin of the foe, fangs of the foe, blood of the enemy, bones of the father, blood blood blood"

"Bones bones bones bones bones"

Those sounds around him kept saying these words again and again. He closed his ears to stop hearing those same disembodied and whispering sounds. It started increasing to that point, where Sirius started hearing those whispering voices close to both of his ears.

Sirius came out of his nightmare completely sweating and gasping hardly. He suddenly felt drops of tears on his shirt and a body hugging around him giving his body some warmth. He then saw Harry, clearly entirely distraught in his arms and hugged him closer to his chest and kept rubbing his back with love and care.

"Sirius is this really you? You are not just my imagination this time. You are not going to leave me again right?"

"Ssssshhh! It is alright Harry, I am here for you. I won't leave you. I will be right along with you in everything you do from now on. Come on, let me take you to your room."

Sirius then wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulder and went upstairs towards his godson's room. Finally he tucked his godson and was about to leave the room, when Harry grabbed his wrist.

"Please can you be with me for tonight? Please uncle Padfoot."

Sirius smiled and then came beside Harry on his large golden and red coloured four poster bed. He ended up falling asleep beside Harry, with his godson, turning in his sleep towards and tightly gripping the shirt of Sirius in sleep. But since, when Harry ever had a peaceful sleep in his entire lifetime.

The sounds, screams, and shrieks that were echoing out from the pain, grief and anguish of the souls inside the death chamber had send replicating magical outbursts at the British Ministry of Magic. The air around the Veil was dark, menacing, and smelled of death.

The air around the Potter's Cottage was reeking smell of death, and one can still hear the anguished scream of a mother trying to protect her baby boy. Rather successfully protecting her son at the cost of her life.

But one night, soft yet broken female voice said, it seemed it was in pain but vowed to be there for someone always. It sounded as if it was coming from a very distant place, yet can be heard, if someone would close their eyes and really focus what it was saying.

"Harry! I …..a…m co…mi…ng ba….ck"…

Beautiful doe shaped, green eyes that had seen her family getting destroyed, finally opened…

"Muuuuummmm"

Scared, helpless green eyes, that had seen his family getting destroyed, opened….