~Chapter 6~
~The Ritual~
Harry opened the old book at the page of the ritual once more to check that he had everything he needed, he closed the book after checking carefully and sneezed from the dust. It was late and he would be performing the ritual the following night. He was not tired, he had no desire to sleep soon, he observed the cover of the book, and it was so old that he couldn't make out the title but he could see the pattern imprinted on it.
Harry put the book down and sighed as he remembered the events of the past few days, he had told Ron about his findings and they had both raided Snape's office to gather various things.
That night, Harry's dreams were filled with vivid paranoid visions of Sirius's face and in his animagus form.
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The next night, when everyone but Harry, Hermione and Ron had left the common room, Harry was getting everything ready with the help of Ron and Hermione. He put everything carefully into his backpack with his dagger. The other two didn't ask about it or where he got it from. Who knows, maybe they assumed.
"Good luck mate," said Ron seriously.
"Yes, good luck Harry," said Hermione who looked extremely worried.
Harry put his Invisibility Cloak on and headed through the castle and out onto the grounds. He walked at a steady pace across the open ground to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
He paused for a moment with nerves, and then feeling the adrenaline inside him give him a sudden boost of energy he entered the forest.
He walked awkwardly through the dark, eerie forest, when he thought he was far enough inside with enough cover to block any light from being seen from the castle, he lit the lantern he had brought along.
He walked on the overgrown path that he knew led to a clearing, occasionally hearing the strange noises that the forest had to offer, he did not stop to think about what these noises were, he had more important things on his mind.
Harry finally arrived at the clearing, the place he had been longing to see for days. He put down his backpack and walked around in a circle putting 38 white candles on the ground and lighting them. Each candle symbolised a year of Sirius's life and the white represented spirit. He sat down in the middle of the circle and placed the largest part of the broken mirror that Sirius had given him last year in front of him. He read aloud from the book, and then reading what he had composed himself:
I call upon the deities of the afterlife,
To guide Sirius Black back to this world,
To live and breathe on Earth as he once did,
As a wise godfather,
Noble friend and fighter,
Loyal to the good of mankind.
For he was taken away against his will,
When he wanted to be on Earth the most,
Fighting for the downfall of the Dark Lord,
Against the Death Eater that so evilly and carelessly took away his life.
He then looked into the mirror piece, visualising Sirius's face.
He then cut into his arm, drawing blood, letting it pour onto the ground in front of him.
So it is my request that he be back on Earth,
That he was never meant to leave,
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the clearing changed, Harry saw images, flashbacks; the first time he saw Sirius in Animangus form, human form, Sirius in Grimmauld Place, Sirius about to dieā¦.. He then saw the veil in front of him, he heard the whispers. There was a flash of light and he found Sirius in front of him, alive but weak.
"Harry,"
"Sirius!" Harry sobbed.
AN: Please, please, please, please review! Do you want to read more or was it rubbish? Sequel?
