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I Wonder Chapter 2 Trying to let go
The next few days went well enough for Harry. Mrs. Weasley forcing him to eat all three meals a day and dessert ever so often when they were alone. Tonks was being as supportive with Harry as much as possible and just helping him with anything. The Weasley's were just being as much as themselves as they could when they were with Harry. Remus occasionally played chess with Harry but that was very rare. Harry didn't talk to anyone unless they talked to him first. He felt as if he had betrayed them in a way.
Harry kept himself locked up in Sirius' old room, and with Buck Beak who was lonely with out Sirius. Harry would sit there and talk to him.
"Yesterday I found this book of Sirius'," Harry began talking to himself more than Buck Beak. Taking a black leather and worn out book from his backpack. He carried it with him up to the room just in case there was an emergency and he had to leave quick. "It's his journal... or diary. It starts at his first Christmas at Hogwarts." Harry paused paging through some of the pages looking for something interesting to read. "So what do you want to hear about?" Harry asked Buck Beak who was at the moment fast asleep and not minding that Harry was talking to him.
Shaking his head Harry looked at the page that he had opened the heading of this entry was; 'The Biggest Mistake I Ever Made.' This catching Harry's interest started reading.
Last night I think I did the worst thing ever. I just wanted it to be a joke a prank. I didn't really think that anything bad might have happened. Here's what I did. I found Snape walking alone and I pretended that I was really mad at Moony. Ha! As if that could happen. It was the full moon last night so I asked him if he wanted to know where Moony went every month. He wanted to know for a long time so I told him how to get past the Whomping Willow. Get a really long stick and touch the not at the trunk and the branches will freeze. So I asked Prongs if I could borrow the cloak a little early. I would stay out late and wait for Snape. I would get him out of there if anything would happen. Nothing was supposed to happen. I'd be back late so James and Peter couldn't come out until I got back. It worked but James over herd Snape through one of the trick mirrors in his room and went to meet him... and me. He was almost to late. I was watching but I didn't think that anything would happen. James got there right when Snape was opening the door. He got a glance at poor old Moony. James was this close to being bitten but slammed the door shut in the nick of time. He got Snape out and checked to make sure he hadn't been bitten and asked him if he was all right. Snape told him everything. James told him to stay there as he took out his wand and pointed it at the tree. He summoned the cloak and I was reveled white face and looking scared. I thought James was going to kill me right then and there. I'd been his best friend forever and never have I seen him look so mad.
He grabbed me and told Snape to follow him up to Dumbledore's office. Lets just say I have never seen Dumbledore look so mad either. I got a whole lecture about how wrong it was and all that. But I don't get it! It was supposed to be funny. Moony wasn't supposed to be downstairs. He never changes down stairs ever! Snape told Dumbledore him that he could still se Moonies face with out all the hair. So that means that Moony now know that Snape was there, and since he's a wolf at the moment the human part that is waiting is wondering if he bit Snape or not. Well any way I got a month worth of detention with Professor Catigal, the D.A.D.A. teacher. Any way. Now today. Remus got out of the hospital wing and he and James took me to the Shrieking Shack. Lets just say I've never cried in front of my friends... until now. It was awful. They wouldn't let me explain it was suppose to be a prank, nothing that bad. Remus oh god Remus. He looked so betrayed! I didn't think I would ever see him look so... so.... So sad. James he was another thing. Damn he punches hard... I don't think he meant to give me a concussion but he did. I guess in there eyes I deserved it. I took all of what they dished out and some more. They left me there. Crying. They wouldn't let me explain I thought it was going to be funny. Get him all scared and tell him to never mess with the Marauders again and that would be the end of it. Well I guess it's to late now. None of the Marauders are talking to me. Madam Pomfrey refuses to give me anything for my concussion. I think James bribed her with something. But yah knows they have to get over this eventually. They can't live with out the marvelous Padfoot for long. - SJB
Harry closed the book. "I guess it would have been funny. It was a good idea..." Harry closed the book and put it down next to him. "All right so it was really stupid but still! Snape must have wet himself. My dad punched him! I thought they were supposed to be inseparable? Well he did disserve it I guess." Harry said to Buck Beak who was still asleep and ignoring Harry.
"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley knocked on the door of Buck Beak's room. Making Harry jump. "Harry unlock this door!" Harry slowly got up and unlocked the door. Mrs. Weasley had a frown on her face.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"It's lunch." Harry gave her a blank stare. "Well come one." Mrs. Weasley dragged Harry down stairs, and into the kitchen.
"Surprise!" The room yelled Hermione walked over giving Harry a big hug and a kiss on the check. "Harry Birthday Harry." He didn't know how to react. Should he be happy or mad? He hadn't even realized it was his birthday.
"Uh... thanks." Harry said he sat down at the kitchen table. He could feel everyone's stares. He shook his head and sat there.
"Harry... Mate..." Ron began sitting down next to Harry. "Come on open your presents." Harry lifted his head up putting a smile on. It felt odd he hadn't smiled in a while.
"All right alright. I was just letting it sink in." He reached for the first present. It was a picture of him and Sirius. Not the Sirius that he knew the younger one and he was just a babe. "Thanks Moony. I really like it. Is that really me? Wow I was sure a cutie." Harry joked making the people around him laugh. He looked back at the picture. The little Harry giggled as Sirius blew raspberries on his stomach.
The next partial contained a book on flying from Hermione, and extra supplies for his broom servicing kit. So it went on. Finally what seemed like forever, there were only two left. Reaching for the first one he opened the envelope.
'Dear Harry, Hey kido how yah doing? Still got the mirror I gave you?" Harry paused. This was from Sirius... he continued reading, 'Well if you have any questions about it and I'm not around ask Moony. Anyway for your present, my bike it's now yours. While your are reading this it is aperatating outside. Well yah remember that I love you always no matter what...'
The letter ended there. He must have not gotten a chance to finish writing it. He blinked a couple of times and smiled at the letter. He picked up the last package ignoring every one else's questions on what the letter was about. The last gift to him was the now fixed mirror. This time he didn't wait to use it he said thank you to it. It was the best gift. It was once Sirius, and his fathers. It would always be the most treasured possession he would ever have.
"Thank you every one. I really like all of them..." He had gotten a lot of pictures of him and Sirius. Or just of Sirius and the Marauders minus Wormtail. Apperently they had taken him out of most of the pictures. He had gotten a snow globe from Tonks who had previously know they were Animagius. It had a wolf, dog, and a Stag chasing each other around in the snow. Every once in a while they would stop and stare at him. "If you'll excuse me I have to go outside for a little bit... fresh air..." He left the room and out to the front of the house. He looked around but he didn't see the bike. Looking around the corner it was there.
He stared at it not believing that it was his. The license plate read 'Padfoot.' On a closer inspection he found his name on it with a tiny picture of him. It was airbrushed on, next to him was a big black dog accompanied with a Stag and a ware wolf.
Sitting down on it Harry let his tears fall. All his dreams smashing down around him. Up until now he knew Sirius was gone but now it was at an all- new level. He hadn't cried after that night. He wouldn't allow himself to believe that he was really gone. Even though he had stopped eating, all the while he was hopping that if he got sick enough than Sirius would come and rescue him, and they'd be happy.
But now sitting on his bike, it seemed like it was all just a childish dream. Leaving the Dursley's permanently and living with Sirius in some little house where he could practice Quidditch. Closing his eyes he put his head on the handlebars. A memory flashed in front of his closed eyes.
Flying threw the night air, with Sirius. He was in his arms. Sirius looked so alive. So real Harry reached up to touch him And the memory vanished. He didn't know if it were real of not but he wished he could be back then with Sirius, when he had parents and when the world wasn't depending on him. He'd give anything if they were still alive and he was just a regular kid like every one else and some one else had to have, his responsibilities, someone else would have to be the savoir of the Wizarding and the muggle world. He sat there what seemed like hours when a voice from behind him startled him out of his reverie.
"Harry? Are you all right you've been out here for three hours?" It was then that Remus noticed that Harry was crying. Harry turned around and looked at Moony, his face beet red tears streaming down his face. "Harry..." He began. Harry shook his head.
"No..." Remus took a step closer to him. "Stay away from me..." Harry not really knowing what he was doing pushed down on the gas and pulled the handlebars back slightly and shot up into the air.
"Harry! Come back down here!" Remus yelled after him. Harry ignored in he somehow knew how to ride the bike. He remembered how to ride it. He looked down he was soaring over house's. Remus was probably going to organize a search party for him. He didn't care he just wanted to be alone.
It was getting cold fast. He didn't realize until now that he knew everything about this bike. Reaching into the backside pouch he pulled out a leather jacket. Putting it on he took out a pair of sunglass that glowed red in his hand. He sat there for a moment content to be where he was. To be finally alone. He looked ahead of him. He was going to chase the sunset all the way down. Not caring where he ended up. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the mirror. "SIRIUS!" He yelled as loudly as he could at the mirror. He tried again, "SIRIUS JAMERSON BLACK!" Where did that come from? Why had he just called Sirius, Sirius Jamerson Black? He didn't even know he had a middle name... "Sirius!" The mirror still stayed blank and cold. "Padfoot don't leave me..." Harry cried one last time still nothing happened. He slipped it back into his pocket and finally thought of where to go... The Department of Mysteries.
Turning the bike around he shot towards where he thought the Ministry of Magic was. The only question was how was he going to get in? He couldn't risk using Magic that close to Fudge. He'd get expelled right then and there and Dumbledore couldn't do a damn thing about it. He would just have to go in the muggle way. "Department of Mysteries here I come." He said allowed. The bike suddenly took a sharp left turn and shot straight forward as if it knew where it was going... apparently it did because when it finally stopped he was outside The Ministry of magic. He turned off the bike and got off.
Walking over to the telephone booth he dialed 62442 and the voice asked what he was there for and his name, "Harry Potter. 'The Department of Mysteries," and the pin popped out. Walking into the Atrium crowded hallway. No one gave him a second glance, they didn't' recognize him as Harry Potter. Good, they didn't need to know who he was. He put the pin in his pocket and walked past the security desk easily enough.
He went to the nearest lift and punched the number nine and the lift's grills closed and it shot off to the 9th floor. Opening again Harry walked out. Luckily no one had gone in the lift with him so no one had noticed the lone stranger walking into the Department of Mysteries unescorted.
He walked threw the black door with out a second glance. He found his way easily enough all the doors were still marked. Surprisingly he picked the right door and stepped threw it. The veil was still there. He ran down the steps as quickly as he could. He stopped in front of it.
"Sirius... are you in there?" The veil fluttered. The voices started, he couldn't make out what they were saying. "Sirius Jamerson Black!" Harry yelled. The voices were getting louder. "Sirius are you there? Its Harry... Sirius!" Harry sat down in front of the arch and started to rock back and forth, trying to wait as patiently. Finally a voice he recognized broke threw.
"Harry?" It was Sirius. He could hear him.
"Sirius... it's me Harry come out I know you can please you have to..." Harry was cut off.
"Harry you need to get out of here."
Harry smiled, "Come on Sirius... just come out." Tears started splashing down his face.
"I can't Harry." The veil stopped moving. "Even if I could I wouldn't be the Sirius you remembered. I'd be the dark side of Sirius. The side of Sirius who would kill you only because your James' son. The Black side of Sirius. You have to go. You have to go back to Remus he's worried about you." Harry's smiled faltered.
"I don't want to go back. I want you..." Harry shook his head, taking off the sunglasses. "I... I got your birthday present... Your bike I rode it here. I really like it." No reply came. "I miss you Sirius. Why did you have to leave like that? I'm alone now. All my dreams are gone. I can come threw..."
"No! No! You can never come in here. Please just do it for me... Harry please. I know you know that you shouldn't even be here. Please just leave."
"Sir...Sirius.... I can't.... I miss you to much... you didn't deserve this... I should be there not you. You should have been able to have a happy life. I could have saved you. Please just come out!" Nothing came in reply to Harry's please for him to come. The veil had stopped moving all together. "Sirius! Do you still have the mirror?! Sirius please just answer me do you still have the mirror. I have mine. Can't we talk threw it... Are you even dead? Padfoot I need answers!"
"Harry...." There was something different about Sirius' voice. It was getting thicker. "I don't know! I think I'm almost dead... you're the only one that still fells that much about me. Remus does but he lost me once before. He isn't taking it as hard. You Harry. You're the only one who's still holding on to me. Not letting me go. Your mom and dad are waiting for me up there. Just let me go." Harry shook his head more tears falling. "Harry please don't cry... I can figure out a way to talk to you if I'm up there. I can see James and Lily again. I still have the mirror. I don't think it will work I tried calling you through it but nothing happened. Harry please... I can still here you when your yelling threw it but I can't reply. Please just go back to Remus... He can help you get over me, Harry I'm begging you just go back to Remus and let me go." Harry had gotten up and was backing away from the veil. "I love you Harry you have to remember that all right kido?"
"Yah." Harry replied, "I love you to Padfoot. What is it like in there?" Harry asked.
"It's just really black... that's all I can tell you. Please just when you walk out that door just let my memory go. Just remember I'll always be watching over you no matter what. And remember that I love you. Don't worry, Harry. You'll be fine. Remember that I am never very far...and don't worry about dying very much. Always remember that it won't be too bad, because I'll be waiting for you. At least one person who loves you waiting for you. Lily and James are waiting for me now." Harry nodded his head.
"I love you. And I will never forget you." Harry cried. He started walking up the steps. "Bye Sirius..." Harry opened the door and looked back.
He could see Sirius now, standing there with a smile on his face with tears falling down his face. He looked younger, he looked like he did in the picture that Remus gave him for his birthday. It took all Harry's self control not to go running to him.
"Harry go. I love you so much. Forgive Moony for holding you back he didn't want to loose you too. He really does love you as much as I did and still do. Give him a chance." Harry nodded his head letting the door fall slowly closed. He got one last glance of Sirius waving good-bye. And the last couple of words that he would ever hear his godfather speak; "I will always be with you"
The door shut and Sirius was now really gone. Harry stared at the door for a moment before leaving. He slid his sunglasses over his eyes and walked out the door, and into the crowded Ministry of Magic.
I Wonder Chapter 2 Trying to let go
The next few days went well enough for Harry. Mrs. Weasley forcing him to eat all three meals a day and dessert ever so often when they were alone. Tonks was being as supportive with Harry as much as possible and just helping him with anything. The Weasley's were just being as much as themselves as they could when they were with Harry. Remus occasionally played chess with Harry but that was very rare. Harry didn't talk to anyone unless they talked to him first. He felt as if he had betrayed them in a way.
Harry kept himself locked up in Sirius' old room, and with Buck Beak who was lonely with out Sirius. Harry would sit there and talk to him.
"Yesterday I found this book of Sirius'," Harry began talking to himself more than Buck Beak. Taking a black leather and worn out book from his backpack. He carried it with him up to the room just in case there was an emergency and he had to leave quick. "It's his journal... or diary. It starts at his first Christmas at Hogwarts." Harry paused paging through some of the pages looking for something interesting to read. "So what do you want to hear about?" Harry asked Buck Beak who was at the moment fast asleep and not minding that Harry was talking to him.
Shaking his head Harry looked at the page that he had opened the heading of this entry was; 'The Biggest Mistake I Ever Made.' This catching Harry's interest started reading.
Last night I think I did the worst thing ever. I just wanted it to be a joke a prank. I didn't really think that anything bad might have happened. Here's what I did. I found Snape walking alone and I pretended that I was really mad at Moony. Ha! As if that could happen. It was the full moon last night so I asked him if he wanted to know where Moony went every month. He wanted to know for a long time so I told him how to get past the Whomping Willow. Get a really long stick and touch the not at the trunk and the branches will freeze. So I asked Prongs if I could borrow the cloak a little early. I would stay out late and wait for Snape. I would get him out of there if anything would happen. Nothing was supposed to happen. I'd be back late so James and Peter couldn't come out until I got back. It worked but James over herd Snape through one of the trick mirrors in his room and went to meet him... and me. He was almost to late. I was watching but I didn't think that anything would happen. James got there right when Snape was opening the door. He got a glance at poor old Moony. James was this close to being bitten but slammed the door shut in the nick of time. He got Snape out and checked to make sure he hadn't been bitten and asked him if he was all right. Snape told him everything. James told him to stay there as he took out his wand and pointed it at the tree. He summoned the cloak and I was reveled white face and looking scared. I thought James was going to kill me right then and there. I'd been his best friend forever and never have I seen him look so mad.
He grabbed me and told Snape to follow him up to Dumbledore's office. Lets just say I have never seen Dumbledore look so mad either. I got a whole lecture about how wrong it was and all that. But I don't get it! It was supposed to be funny. Moony wasn't supposed to be downstairs. He never changes down stairs ever! Snape told Dumbledore him that he could still se Moonies face with out all the hair. So that means that Moony now know that Snape was there, and since he's a wolf at the moment the human part that is waiting is wondering if he bit Snape or not. Well any way I got a month worth of detention with Professor Catigal, the D.A.D.A. teacher. Any way. Now today. Remus got out of the hospital wing and he and James took me to the Shrieking Shack. Lets just say I've never cried in front of my friends... until now. It was awful. They wouldn't let me explain it was suppose to be a prank, nothing that bad. Remus oh god Remus. He looked so betrayed! I didn't think I would ever see him look so... so.... So sad. James he was another thing. Damn he punches hard... I don't think he meant to give me a concussion but he did. I guess in there eyes I deserved it. I took all of what they dished out and some more. They left me there. Crying. They wouldn't let me explain I thought it was going to be funny. Get him all scared and tell him to never mess with the Marauders again and that would be the end of it. Well I guess it's to late now. None of the Marauders are talking to me. Madam Pomfrey refuses to give me anything for my concussion. I think James bribed her with something. But yah knows they have to get over this eventually. They can't live with out the marvelous Padfoot for long. - SJB
Harry closed the book. "I guess it would have been funny. It was a good idea..." Harry closed the book and put it down next to him. "All right so it was really stupid but still! Snape must have wet himself. My dad punched him! I thought they were supposed to be inseparable? Well he did disserve it I guess." Harry said to Buck Beak who was still asleep and ignoring Harry.
"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley knocked on the door of Buck Beak's room. Making Harry jump. "Harry unlock this door!" Harry slowly got up and unlocked the door. Mrs. Weasley had a frown on her face.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"It's lunch." Harry gave her a blank stare. "Well come one." Mrs. Weasley dragged Harry down stairs, and into the kitchen.
"Surprise!" The room yelled Hermione walked over giving Harry a big hug and a kiss on the check. "Harry Birthday Harry." He didn't know how to react. Should he be happy or mad? He hadn't even realized it was his birthday.
"Uh... thanks." Harry said he sat down at the kitchen table. He could feel everyone's stares. He shook his head and sat there.
"Harry... Mate..." Ron began sitting down next to Harry. "Come on open your presents." Harry lifted his head up putting a smile on. It felt odd he hadn't smiled in a while.
"All right alright. I was just letting it sink in." He reached for the first present. It was a picture of him and Sirius. Not the Sirius that he knew the younger one and he was just a babe. "Thanks Moony. I really like it. Is that really me? Wow I was sure a cutie." Harry joked making the people around him laugh. He looked back at the picture. The little Harry giggled as Sirius blew raspberries on his stomach.
The next partial contained a book on flying from Hermione, and extra supplies for his broom servicing kit. So it went on. Finally what seemed like forever, there were only two left. Reaching for the first one he opened the envelope.
'Dear Harry, Hey kido how yah doing? Still got the mirror I gave you?" Harry paused. This was from Sirius... he continued reading, 'Well if you have any questions about it and I'm not around ask Moony. Anyway for your present, my bike it's now yours. While your are reading this it is aperatating outside. Well yah remember that I love you always no matter what...'
The letter ended there. He must have not gotten a chance to finish writing it. He blinked a couple of times and smiled at the letter. He picked up the last package ignoring every one else's questions on what the letter was about. The last gift to him was the now fixed mirror. This time he didn't wait to use it he said thank you to it. It was the best gift. It was once Sirius, and his fathers. It would always be the most treasured possession he would ever have.
"Thank you every one. I really like all of them..." He had gotten a lot of pictures of him and Sirius. Or just of Sirius and the Marauders minus Wormtail. Apperently they had taken him out of most of the pictures. He had gotten a snow globe from Tonks who had previously know they were Animagius. It had a wolf, dog, and a Stag chasing each other around in the snow. Every once in a while they would stop and stare at him. "If you'll excuse me I have to go outside for a little bit... fresh air..." He left the room and out to the front of the house. He looked around but he didn't see the bike. Looking around the corner it was there.
He stared at it not believing that it was his. The license plate read 'Padfoot.' On a closer inspection he found his name on it with a tiny picture of him. It was airbrushed on, next to him was a big black dog accompanied with a Stag and a ware wolf.
Sitting down on it Harry let his tears fall. All his dreams smashing down around him. Up until now he knew Sirius was gone but now it was at an all- new level. He hadn't cried after that night. He wouldn't allow himself to believe that he was really gone. Even though he had stopped eating, all the while he was hopping that if he got sick enough than Sirius would come and rescue him, and they'd be happy.
But now sitting on his bike, it seemed like it was all just a childish dream. Leaving the Dursley's permanently and living with Sirius in some little house where he could practice Quidditch. Closing his eyes he put his head on the handlebars. A memory flashed in front of his closed eyes.
Flying threw the night air, with Sirius. He was in his arms. Sirius looked so alive. So real Harry reached up to touch him And the memory vanished. He didn't know if it were real of not but he wished he could be back then with Sirius, when he had parents and when the world wasn't depending on him. He'd give anything if they were still alive and he was just a regular kid like every one else and some one else had to have, his responsibilities, someone else would have to be the savoir of the Wizarding and the muggle world. He sat there what seemed like hours when a voice from behind him startled him out of his reverie.
"Harry? Are you all right you've been out here for three hours?" It was then that Remus noticed that Harry was crying. Harry turned around and looked at Moony, his face beet red tears streaming down his face. "Harry..." He began. Harry shook his head.
"No..." Remus took a step closer to him. "Stay away from me..." Harry not really knowing what he was doing pushed down on the gas and pulled the handlebars back slightly and shot up into the air.
"Harry! Come back down here!" Remus yelled after him. Harry ignored in he somehow knew how to ride the bike. He remembered how to ride it. He looked down he was soaring over house's. Remus was probably going to organize a search party for him. He didn't care he just wanted to be alone.
It was getting cold fast. He didn't realize until now that he knew everything about this bike. Reaching into the backside pouch he pulled out a leather jacket. Putting it on he took out a pair of sunglass that glowed red in his hand. He sat there for a moment content to be where he was. To be finally alone. He looked ahead of him. He was going to chase the sunset all the way down. Not caring where he ended up. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the mirror. "SIRIUS!" He yelled as loudly as he could at the mirror. He tried again, "SIRIUS JAMERSON BLACK!" Where did that come from? Why had he just called Sirius, Sirius Jamerson Black? He didn't even know he had a middle name... "Sirius!" The mirror still stayed blank and cold. "Padfoot don't leave me..." Harry cried one last time still nothing happened. He slipped it back into his pocket and finally thought of where to go... The Department of Mysteries.
Turning the bike around he shot towards where he thought the Ministry of Magic was. The only question was how was he going to get in? He couldn't risk using Magic that close to Fudge. He'd get expelled right then and there and Dumbledore couldn't do a damn thing about it. He would just have to go in the muggle way. "Department of Mysteries here I come." He said allowed. The bike suddenly took a sharp left turn and shot straight forward as if it knew where it was going... apparently it did because when it finally stopped he was outside The Ministry of magic. He turned off the bike and got off.
Walking over to the telephone booth he dialed 62442 and the voice asked what he was there for and his name, "Harry Potter. 'The Department of Mysteries," and the pin popped out. Walking into the Atrium crowded hallway. No one gave him a second glance, they didn't' recognize him as Harry Potter. Good, they didn't need to know who he was. He put the pin in his pocket and walked past the security desk easily enough.
He went to the nearest lift and punched the number nine and the lift's grills closed and it shot off to the 9th floor. Opening again Harry walked out. Luckily no one had gone in the lift with him so no one had noticed the lone stranger walking into the Department of Mysteries unescorted.
He walked threw the black door with out a second glance. He found his way easily enough all the doors were still marked. Surprisingly he picked the right door and stepped threw it. The veil was still there. He ran down the steps as quickly as he could. He stopped in front of it.
"Sirius... are you in there?" The veil fluttered. The voices started, he couldn't make out what they were saying. "Sirius Jamerson Black!" Harry yelled. The voices were getting louder. "Sirius are you there? Its Harry... Sirius!" Harry sat down in front of the arch and started to rock back and forth, trying to wait as patiently. Finally a voice he recognized broke threw.
"Harry?" It was Sirius. He could hear him.
"Sirius... it's me Harry come out I know you can please you have to..." Harry was cut off.
"Harry you need to get out of here."
Harry smiled, "Come on Sirius... just come out." Tears started splashing down his face.
"I can't Harry." The veil stopped moving. "Even if I could I wouldn't be the Sirius you remembered. I'd be the dark side of Sirius. The side of Sirius who would kill you only because your James' son. The Black side of Sirius. You have to go. You have to go back to Remus he's worried about you." Harry's smiled faltered.
"I don't want to go back. I want you..." Harry shook his head, taking off the sunglasses. "I... I got your birthday present... Your bike I rode it here. I really like it." No reply came. "I miss you Sirius. Why did you have to leave like that? I'm alone now. All my dreams are gone. I can come threw..."
"No! No! You can never come in here. Please just do it for me... Harry please. I know you know that you shouldn't even be here. Please just leave."
"Sir...Sirius.... I can't.... I miss you to much... you didn't deserve this... I should be there not you. You should have been able to have a happy life. I could have saved you. Please just come out!" Nothing came in reply to Harry's please for him to come. The veil had stopped moving all together. "Sirius! Do you still have the mirror?! Sirius please just answer me do you still have the mirror. I have mine. Can't we talk threw it... Are you even dead? Padfoot I need answers!"
"Harry...." There was something different about Sirius' voice. It was getting thicker. "I don't know! I think I'm almost dead... you're the only one that still fells that much about me. Remus does but he lost me once before. He isn't taking it as hard. You Harry. You're the only one who's still holding on to me. Not letting me go. Your mom and dad are waiting for me up there. Just let me go." Harry shook his head more tears falling. "Harry please don't cry... I can figure out a way to talk to you if I'm up there. I can see James and Lily again. I still have the mirror. I don't think it will work I tried calling you through it but nothing happened. Harry please... I can still here you when your yelling threw it but I can't reply. Please just go back to Remus... He can help you get over me, Harry I'm begging you just go back to Remus and let me go." Harry had gotten up and was backing away from the veil. "I love you Harry you have to remember that all right kido?"
"Yah." Harry replied, "I love you to Padfoot. What is it like in there?" Harry asked.
"It's just really black... that's all I can tell you. Please just when you walk out that door just let my memory go. Just remember I'll always be watching over you no matter what. And remember that I love you. Don't worry, Harry. You'll be fine. Remember that I am never very far...and don't worry about dying very much. Always remember that it won't be too bad, because I'll be waiting for you. At least one person who loves you waiting for you. Lily and James are waiting for me now." Harry nodded his head.
"I love you. And I will never forget you." Harry cried. He started walking up the steps. "Bye Sirius..." Harry opened the door and looked back.
He could see Sirius now, standing there with a smile on his face with tears falling down his face. He looked younger, he looked like he did in the picture that Remus gave him for his birthday. It took all Harry's self control not to go running to him.
"Harry go. I love you so much. Forgive Moony for holding you back he didn't want to loose you too. He really does love you as much as I did and still do. Give him a chance." Harry nodded his head letting the door fall slowly closed. He got one last glance of Sirius waving good-bye. And the last couple of words that he would ever hear his godfather speak; "I will always be with you"
The door shut and Sirius was now really gone. Harry stared at the door for a moment before leaving. He slid his sunglasses over his eyes and walked out the door, and into the crowded Ministry of Magic.