Many thankies to all my reviewers- you guys ROCK! *strikes stupid Elvis pose* HY-AAAHHH! I wanted to mention a very special review from Sailoranime:

"I actually like this. IT's gunny, but at the same time, kind of sad. As for the spoiler for chapter 6, I guess Harry would consider Sirius a father figure. I mean, I don't knowif J.K is saving it for later or if she just forgot, but Harry never thinks about his parents in detail, you know. Never thinks 'Today would have been my dad's birthday' or something like that. I mean, if my parents died when I was a kid, i'd want to know stuff about them.

Harry obviously still cares about them because in PoA, he was mad when he thought it had been Sirius who had betrayed them, but otherwise, he just thinks of them as two strangers he would have liked t have met and loved, I guess.

Anyway, enough rambling. Good story, keep it up."

Many thanks to you, Sailoranime- you got it perfectly! Just wanted to post this review up in case anyone was thinking differently…

And now, on with the STORY!!!

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Do You Believe…?

Plot: set during the summer after OotP. Harry becomes depressed and begins thinking of suicide when a certain ghost invades his life...

Sirius comes back as a ghost to help Harry and Remus through their loses, only not like the ghosts at Hogworts but REAL ghosts! the kind you can't see and get a chill up your spine if they're in the same room and all that? flashes of light, objects suddenly missing or moving on their own, a shadow across the wall, noises from an empty space...

i THINK our house is haunted at the moment so that's really what inspired this. that and the fact that i KNOW my aunt's house is haunted by my grandma- y'know, that sorta happens if a person slowly dies in a place where there's a lot of attachments, right? right! so, i would like to thank my family for finally becoming useful! YAY for family!

also YAY for the movie Ghost, from where i got some really killer ideas! YAY!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the Harry Potter hype but if I did things like this would be happening all the time!

Ch6- Fallen Idol…

Sirius sat by the window, watching the sleeping world from high on his perch. Looking over to the desk top clock, he saw that it was only three minutes to being 1:00 am- that was when he estimated James would appear in the room.

Two minutes to go.

One minute.

20 seconds.

A soft, pale blue light hovered above Harry's desk chair, then took on the form of a man lounging in the chair, feet propped up on the desk top. Soon the light faded away and Sirius could see James again. His eyes were shut and breathing even to signify that he was asleep. James opened one eye tentivly, then the other.

"good morning, miser Prongs." Sirius murmured, smiling softly at the back of his friend's head. "did you sleep well?" James turned around in the chair and smiled at Sirius. "Good morning, miser Padfoot. I didn't realize I had fallen asleep." James gave a huge yawn and stretched, his back arching slightly. "I guess we'll try it next month then?" James asked. He got up from the chair and stood in front of Sirius.

"same time?"

"same place."

"my schedule's free."

James gave another yawn then looked to the bed. Harry was sound asleep, the pillow tucked under one arm and against his chest as if he were holding a loved one. His black hair fell into his face, the sheets twisted around his long legs. The black shirt seemed so much bigger on him now in contrast with the white sheets and pillow. Harry's face twisted and he whispered out "Sirius… help…" Sirius looked back out the window and avoided James' eyes.

After a silent minute… "another dream?" James asked, laying down behind his son and throwing a protective arm around his shoulder and chest. Sirius smiled softly at the father and son image. "yes, but it wasn't too bad. I- I think it was-"

"the graveyard?"

"maybe…"

"… I'm worried Padfoot." James confided, his eyes closed, his forehead touching the back of Harry's. "about Peter?" Sirius asked cautiously, tilting his head to one side. James only nodded. "don't worry, Prongs… if that scum comes near Harry I'll take care of him."

at these last words James clutched at his son's shoulders roughly, his eyes still closed. "you'll take care of Harry?" he asked slowly. Sirius nodded, now lost in his own train of thought. "I'm his father, Padfoot- I can take care of him…"

"sorry, what?"

James opened his eyes now and glared heatedly at Sirius. "I said that I'm his father and that I can take care of him…" he growled out. Sirius was taken aback. "I- I know you are, Prongs. But I'm his godfather- and I can help!"

"he's my son! I am his father!" James pointed to his chest, which was now puffed out. "and I can protect him from anything!"

"no you can't, Prongs! You can't even throw a pillow! Is this about Harry and I being so close? Listen, you were dead and all he had were those awful muggels!"

"I KNOW what he had left- what he's had to put up with- I've been trapped in this god damn house ever since Harry came here! It hasn't been easy watching it all!"

"I'm just saying that you are DEAD and I was ALIVE and in Harry's third year I was the only father figure around- of course I bonded with him! You made me godfather, aren't I suppose to be close to the boy?!"

"close, yes! But Moony was there also- why didn't he count Moony as a father figure?"

"I don't know- I'm sure in a way he did!"

"well, Harry's not calling out Moony's name, now is he?!"

"no, but I am the boy's father!" Sirius yelled back, almost deafening James.

They were both quiet for a while, each staring heatedly at the other. "what- what did you say?" James asked, crossing his arms and baring his teeth. Sirius shook his head. "I think you should go check on Moony, since you're so special enough to leave this place…" James' voice was now low and menacing and Sirius took a step back. "James… I'm sorry…"

"just go."

"I am his godfather, James… Don't make the mistake of thinking that you and Lily were the only people who cared about Harry- or who care for him now…"

James didn't say anything so Sirius backed out of the room onto the landing. Could he really get to Remus' place? It would be good to give James a while to cool off and get his thoughts back in order. Sirius gave a sigh. 'damn spiritual PMS…'. Sirius concentrated on Remus' image. Soon he began to feel fuzzy and light headed, his vision clouding. 'Remus Lupin', Sirius thought and the world around him disappeared in a light blue haze.

*a/n: sorry this is so short and it's taken me SO long to post, life's been hell! Anyways, I'm not putting up a teaser for the next chapter because I have come to a sort of fork in the road for this story. Either we go left and we get right to Sirius watching Remus, or we go right and Harry has a dream that give clues to what this story will become (and the chapter after that one will be Sirius watching Remus!)- so, LEFT or RIGHT? It's your choice!

-Laura/Natas/ChibiSan