Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and the name Dylan Stonewell.
A/N: I would like to thank everyone who had reviewed so far. I also need to clear something up. Harry was never dead, everyone just thinks he is.
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Dylan walked down to dinner slowly. He wasn't really thinking about how Trelawney knew about him, but about all the memories that he had relived today. It was just too much to go through in one day. These ordeals were bad enough when they actually happened, but going through them again, was just horrible.
He walked in the Great Hall and was greeted by stares. He didn't notice as he walked slowly over to the Gryffindor table. He sat down beside Hermione but didn't get anything to eat. He just sat there in a blank stare.
"I think he's lost it." Ron said to Lavender. She nodded.
"Um.Dylan?" Hermione waved her hand in his face. "Hello?"
"Huh? What?" Dylan jerked out of his trance.
"Are you okay?" Lavender asked in a worried voice.
"Um.yeah, I guess." He looked down at the table.
"Maybe you should go back to the Common Room." Hermione suggested. "I'll walk you back." She stood up and waited for Dylan to do the same. He got up slowly and made his way back out of the Great Hall.
"You don't have to walk me back." Dylan said in the entrance hall. "I'm a big boy."
"I have to talk to you about something anyway." Hermione said looking at the ground.
"Oh, yeah?" Dylan asked looking surprised. "Shoot."
"I have nobody to talk about this with." She went on. "I don't want to talk about it with Ron. He has enough on his plate. And nobody else would really understand. So, I am turning to you."
"Password?" They had reached the Portrait Hole.
"Purple Bubbles." Hermione said. "Do you think I'm being.I don't know.a bit odd about the whole boyfriend thing?" Tears came to her eyes.
"No." He said reassuringly. "You really liked him. You have a right to act this way."
"I guess you're right." Tears flowed down her cheeks. "I'm going to go." She ran up to the girls' dorms.
Dylan shakes his head and walks out of the Common Room. He makes his way up to the Astronomy Tower for a little peace and quite.
He sits down on a red couch and gazes up at the sky. "I know you're up there Sirius. So I'm going to talk and you can listen." He looks around in the sky for a sign to tell whether or not Sirius is listening.
"I'm listening Harry," Someone says behind him. "Or should I say Dylan?" Dylan turns around rather suddenly. Sitting next to him is Sirius, or well, ghost Sirius anyway. "I've only got a little bit of time down here, so just say what you got to."
"How?" Dylan asks dumbfounded.
"I'll explain later. Just say what you have to, before I have to leave." Sirius said this every quickly.
"Am I doing the right thing? Acting like I'm someone else? I realize that I'm doing it for my own good, but what about the people who care about me? I mean I'm tearing Hermione apart. I just can't stand to see her like this." Dylan put his head down and waited for Sirius to answer.
"I don't know how to help you here. You love Hermione, and I realize that, but if you show her your true self, you're only putting yourself in danger. Hermione, and everyone else, wants what is best for you. When you go back to being Harry, if you tell them that it was best, they will be fine with it." Sirius smiled at Dylan lightly.
"Sirius," Dylan started as tears came to his eyes. "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault you're like this. If only I had remembered the mirror. You would still be here." Tears fell down from his eyes and onto his cheeks.
"Harry, listen to me." Sirius had a serious voice now. "It's not you're fault, and I don't want you to think it was. If I wasn't meant to die, then I wouldn't have. They were ready for me up there. I realize that giving up you, but I'm gaining something." He smiled.
"What would that be?" Dylan asked as he wiped his eyes.
"Freedom." Sirius said simply. "When I was down here, I couldn't do anything. I was locked up in a house that reminded me of my horrible past. Now, I'm free. Up there, they know I'm not a criminal. That's very important to me." He smiled again. "And I don't want you to think for one moment that this is your fault."
"I won't." Dylan responded. "I promise."
"Good."
"Can I ask you a question?" Dylan asked.
"Anything."
"What's it like up there?" He looked towards the heavens. "Is it.perfect?"
"More than you could ever imagine." Sirius smiled.
"I miss you so much." Dylan sniffed, trying to keep the tears from falling.
"I miss you too kiddo." Sirius smiled slightly. "But just remember that I'm always with you, no matter what happens."
Dylan nodded. "Don't forget about me while you're up there." He sniffed again.
"How could I?" Sirius said.
"Good-bye, Sirius." Dylan said.
" 'Bye kiddo." Sirius said getting up off the couch. "By the way, you mum and dad said 'Hi' and that they love you, as do I." With that, he was gone.
Tears fell from Dylan's eyes rapidly. He just stared up into the sky as they fell. "I love you too."
He sniffed so loud that he didn't even notice that someone had taken Sirius's seat. "Are you okay, Dylan?" A weary old voice said next to him. Dylan jumped. It was Professor Dumbledore. "What did your godfather have to say?"
"A lot." Dylan said wiping his eyes once more. "That it wasn't my fault that he died, and not to think it, how happy he is up there, but misses me everyday, how it's so perfect up there, and that he loves me and so do my mum and dad." After he said that last line, he got up and walked over to the railing that surrounded the Tower. He looked down on the Hogwarts ground.
"I want you to go back to your Common Room. Just rest, you've had a big day." Dumbledore smiled and watched Dylan down the tower.
~*~*~Hey! This chapter isn't as long as the others, but there wasn't much more I could add! SO review!*~*~*
A/N: I would like to thank everyone who had reviewed so far. I also need to clear something up. Harry was never dead, everyone just thinks he is.
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Dylan walked down to dinner slowly. He wasn't really thinking about how Trelawney knew about him, but about all the memories that he had relived today. It was just too much to go through in one day. These ordeals were bad enough when they actually happened, but going through them again, was just horrible.
He walked in the Great Hall and was greeted by stares. He didn't notice as he walked slowly over to the Gryffindor table. He sat down beside Hermione but didn't get anything to eat. He just sat there in a blank stare.
"I think he's lost it." Ron said to Lavender. She nodded.
"Um.Dylan?" Hermione waved her hand in his face. "Hello?"
"Huh? What?" Dylan jerked out of his trance.
"Are you okay?" Lavender asked in a worried voice.
"Um.yeah, I guess." He looked down at the table.
"Maybe you should go back to the Common Room." Hermione suggested. "I'll walk you back." She stood up and waited for Dylan to do the same. He got up slowly and made his way back out of the Great Hall.
"You don't have to walk me back." Dylan said in the entrance hall. "I'm a big boy."
"I have to talk to you about something anyway." Hermione said looking at the ground.
"Oh, yeah?" Dylan asked looking surprised. "Shoot."
"I have nobody to talk about this with." She went on. "I don't want to talk about it with Ron. He has enough on his plate. And nobody else would really understand. So, I am turning to you."
"Password?" They had reached the Portrait Hole.
"Purple Bubbles." Hermione said. "Do you think I'm being.I don't know.a bit odd about the whole boyfriend thing?" Tears came to her eyes.
"No." He said reassuringly. "You really liked him. You have a right to act this way."
"I guess you're right." Tears flowed down her cheeks. "I'm going to go." She ran up to the girls' dorms.
Dylan shakes his head and walks out of the Common Room. He makes his way up to the Astronomy Tower for a little peace and quite.
He sits down on a red couch and gazes up at the sky. "I know you're up there Sirius. So I'm going to talk and you can listen." He looks around in the sky for a sign to tell whether or not Sirius is listening.
"I'm listening Harry," Someone says behind him. "Or should I say Dylan?" Dylan turns around rather suddenly. Sitting next to him is Sirius, or well, ghost Sirius anyway. "I've only got a little bit of time down here, so just say what you got to."
"How?" Dylan asks dumbfounded.
"I'll explain later. Just say what you have to, before I have to leave." Sirius said this every quickly.
"Am I doing the right thing? Acting like I'm someone else? I realize that I'm doing it for my own good, but what about the people who care about me? I mean I'm tearing Hermione apart. I just can't stand to see her like this." Dylan put his head down and waited for Sirius to answer.
"I don't know how to help you here. You love Hermione, and I realize that, but if you show her your true self, you're only putting yourself in danger. Hermione, and everyone else, wants what is best for you. When you go back to being Harry, if you tell them that it was best, they will be fine with it." Sirius smiled at Dylan lightly.
"Sirius," Dylan started as tears came to his eyes. "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault you're like this. If only I had remembered the mirror. You would still be here." Tears fell down from his eyes and onto his cheeks.
"Harry, listen to me." Sirius had a serious voice now. "It's not you're fault, and I don't want you to think it was. If I wasn't meant to die, then I wouldn't have. They were ready for me up there. I realize that giving up you, but I'm gaining something." He smiled.
"What would that be?" Dylan asked as he wiped his eyes.
"Freedom." Sirius said simply. "When I was down here, I couldn't do anything. I was locked up in a house that reminded me of my horrible past. Now, I'm free. Up there, they know I'm not a criminal. That's very important to me." He smiled again. "And I don't want you to think for one moment that this is your fault."
"I won't." Dylan responded. "I promise."
"Good."
"Can I ask you a question?" Dylan asked.
"Anything."
"What's it like up there?" He looked towards the heavens. "Is it.perfect?"
"More than you could ever imagine." Sirius smiled.
"I miss you so much." Dylan sniffed, trying to keep the tears from falling.
"I miss you too kiddo." Sirius smiled slightly. "But just remember that I'm always with you, no matter what happens."
Dylan nodded. "Don't forget about me while you're up there." He sniffed again.
"How could I?" Sirius said.
"Good-bye, Sirius." Dylan said.
" 'Bye kiddo." Sirius said getting up off the couch. "By the way, you mum and dad said 'Hi' and that they love you, as do I." With that, he was gone.
Tears fell from Dylan's eyes rapidly. He just stared up into the sky as they fell. "I love you too."
He sniffed so loud that he didn't even notice that someone had taken Sirius's seat. "Are you okay, Dylan?" A weary old voice said next to him. Dylan jumped. It was Professor Dumbledore. "What did your godfather have to say?"
"A lot." Dylan said wiping his eyes once more. "That it wasn't my fault that he died, and not to think it, how happy he is up there, but misses me everyday, how it's so perfect up there, and that he loves me and so do my mum and dad." After he said that last line, he got up and walked over to the railing that surrounded the Tower. He looked down on the Hogwarts ground.
"I want you to go back to your Common Room. Just rest, you've had a big day." Dumbledore smiled and watched Dylan down the tower.
~*~*~Hey! This chapter isn't as long as the others, but there wasn't much more I could add! SO review!*~*~*