Summary: Harry uses the mirror to contact Sirius after he had the vision about Voldemort capturing Sirius, to make sure he was ok.

AN: I didn't want Sirius to die so I wrote this in a way that he didn't die. He's the best character so please enjoy!

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Chapter 1

Harry sprinted through the halls back towards the Gryffindor common room. He was trying to think of what to do. He had just seen Lord Voldemort torturing Sirius. He couldn't let Sirius die.

He saw Ron and Hermione sprinting towards him.

"Harry! Are you all right?" Hermione asked, looking frightened.

"I'm fine! But I have to tell you something," Harry said quickly. The three headed towards the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Mimbulus mimbletonia!" Harry said. The portrait swung open and they hurried inside.

"Voldemort's got Sirius!" Harry cried.

"What?" Ron exclaimed.

"Are you sure?" Hermione said, the panic raising in her voice.

""I saw it just now. I fell asleep during my exam and I saw it." Harry said, looking down at his feet.

"What are we going to do?" Ron asked, after a moment of silence.

Harry sat down in one of the armchairs. Crookshanks leapt up into his lap and curled himself up into a ball. Harry thought about what they could do to save his godfather.

"Harry, I think we should check to make sure he is still home." Hermione said, her voice quivering.

"Yeahright." Harry said, lost in a train of thought.

Harry remembered the package that Sirius had given him right before he had left to come back to Hogwarts.

"I want you to use it if you need me, all right?" Sirius's voice echoed through his head.

Harry leapt to his feet, throwing an agitated Crookshanks across the room. He ran up the stairs to the boys' dormitories, ignoring Ron and Hermione calling after his.

He opened his trunk and began digging through it.

"What are you looking for mate?" Ron asked.

"Harry! Let's go tell Dumbledore! He'll know what to do." Hermione pleaded.

Harry turned to look at them for a moment, then returned to digging through his trunk. Moments later, he found what he was looking for. The package that Sirius had given him. He ripped off the paper to reveal an old, small square shaped mirror. On the back, was a note from Sirius.

This is a two-way mirror. I've got the other. If you need to speak to me, just say my name into it; you'll appear in my mirror and I'll be able to talk to talk in yours. James and I used to use it when we were in separate dententions.

Harry smiled. He turned and showed it to Ron and Hermione.

"What is it?" Hermione asked, kneeling down next to him.

"It's a way of contacting Sirius!" Harry exclaimed happily. He sat down on his bed and held the mirror close to his face.

"Sirius!" Harry said into the mirror.

Nothing happened.

"Sirius!" He called again. A few seconds later, Sirius's head appeared in the mirror.

"Hi Harry!" Sirius said brightly.

Harry let out a sigh of relief. "Where are you?" He asked quickly.

"Why?" Sirius asked, chuckling a bit.

"Because! Just answer me please!" Harry said, his anger rising.

"Ok, ok. I'm at home. Why?"

Harry smiled weakly. "Because. I just had this vision that Voldemort captured you and was torturing you."

Sirius laughed. "No, I'm still here and safe. I thought that you were supposed to be blocking out all your bad dreams with Occlumency. Wasn't Snape supposed to be teaching you?"

"Wellyeah, but I"

"Harry, you have to listen to him. I know that he's Snape and all, but if you don't do what you are supposed, you're going to get yourself into a lot of trouble. Ok?" Sirius said, using a fatherly tone.

"Ok." Harry replied.

"Thanks for making sure I was ok first before you did anything stupid." Sirius said.

"No problem. See ya Sirius." Harry said.

"Bye Harry!"