Remus Lupin could see his best friends face, laughing, even though the situation was so serious. Laughing at his cousin, laughing as if he had no worries.

Then she hit him.

The red sparks flew towards Sirius and hit him. He fell. His body slowly disappearing behind the curtained archway.

Harry ran. Remus caught him just in time. He was struggling, trying to reach Sirius, but he was gone. As much as Remus didn't want to believe it. Sirius was gone.

"-it's too late, Harry-"

He didn't want to believe his own words. Harry couldn't believe his words. As much as Remus told him that Sirius was gone, Harry didn't want to listen. He was still struggling against his hands, wanting to reach the archway, wanting to find Sirius. But there was no hope.

Remus could still here Harry's frightened screams.

"SIRIUS!"

Harry's screams were so clear.

"SIRIUS!"

They sounded so close, as if Harry was right here, shouting for his godfather.

"SIRIUS!"

A loud screaming awaked Remus. Harry. He really was screaming, screaming for Sirius.

Remus ran into Harry's temporary bedroom and found him entangled in his bed sheets, twisting and thrashing madly, screaming for Sirius. He grabbed hold of Harry's shoulders and held him still.

"Harry wake up!" Remus said urgently. Harry didn't wake, his forehead was sweating and he was fighting Remus's grasp. "Harry!" Remus shouted louder.

Harry stopped moving and opened his eyes suddenly. He was breathing very hard as if he had been running.

"W-what happened?" Asked Harry, his voice shaking.

"You were dreaming, Harry, it was all a dream." Remus assured him.

"It seemed so real…it…it always does." Harry said, feeling slightly ashamed of himself, he was always having these dreams.

"I know," Remus said, taking his hands off of Harry's shoulders and perching on the seat next to the bed "it's ok Harry."

Harry sat up crossed legged in his bed. "No it's not ok!" Harry said in a small but furious voice, he felt so angry with himself. "These dreams need to stop!" he said, in the same voice "I have to accept what's happened."

"Acceptance doesn't just happen over night Harry, don't beat yourself up. You are not the only person who feels like this." Remus said in a kind, but stern voice.

"I…I'm sorry." Said Harry, Remus shook his head showing that it didn't matter. Harry continued; "Do you ever dream about that day? Does it haunt you too?" Harry asked in a desperate voice.

"Yes." Said Remus simply, trying to keep his voice steady. "The images of Sirius still disturb my sleep."

"They are worse than all the dreams I have had of Voldemort put together, or that's how it feels anyway." Said Harry with an unsteady voice, his face etched with hurt and his skin pale. Remus had to turn away, the look on Harry's face made him feel so much grief. He looked around the room instead.

Finally, Harry spoke again.

"What's the time, erm…sir?"

"It's half past five Harry," said Remus glancing down at his watch "and less of the sir. I'm not your teacher anymore." He said with a grin "Just plain old Remus will be fine."

"Ok. Sorry for waking you up, I forgot to tell you about that." Harry sighed "The amount of times I have been woken up with my angry uncle looking down at me, shaking me like a rag doll and telling me to shut up."

"Don't apologise Harry, you can't help it." Said Remus shaking his head.

"I know, but I'm still sor-sor-sorry." Harry said, managing to yawn in between words.

"You're still tired, I'll let you get some more sleep." Said Remus getting up.

"No!" Said Harry abruptly "I mean…I won't be able to get back to sleep now…I need a drink." With that Harry crawled out of his bed, walked past Remus and made his way down stairs.

Remus knew that Harry would have gone back to sleep if he didn't have them dreams. But he knew how Harry felt, if he didn't sleep, he wouldn't have to dream. It was always better to be awake whenever your dreams contained one of the most horrific moments of your life.