Warning: this chapter is short and boring, if you want to skip it now, it's not important. This chapter will matter in future parts of the story, which I haven't written yet... so skip it if you want to...

Chapter 4: "The mirror"

Harry went to his room and opened his trunk. He found the broken mirror and went downstairs again to give it to Sirius.

"What did you do? Stepped on it?" Sirius asked looking at the mirror.

"No, I just threw it in the bottom of the trunk and it broke." Harry said.

"Ok, Reparo!" Sirius yelled and the broken glass went back to its original shape. "Now, Harry, take the mirror and tell me if you can see something."

Harry took the mirror, but the only thing he could see was... fog... just fog... "Nothing."

"Now say my name." Sirius said.

"Sirius Black." He called, and Sirius's face appeared. "Now, I see you."

"Good, now I can tell you what we are going to use these for. Dumbledore had the brilliant idea of multiplying these mirrors, so we could use them as a mean for communication for the Order. Therefore, what happened last year will not happen anymore. You'll always have someone to call." Seeing Harry's face, he said. "Don't worry, no one can hear when we are talking, these two are fixed so nobody can hear what we are saying."

"It's fine, but now you can come to Hogwarts to visit me, can't you?"

"Yes, but if you have an emergency, you won't have to wait until I get there."

"Ok, Harry dear, you've had a long journey. Go to bed." Mrs. Weasley said.

"But I'm not tired, Mrs. Weasley!"

"C'mon Harry, we'll talk tomorrow." Sirius said, and then as he led Harry to the hall and into the stairs, he whispered. "You know how she gets when we don't want to listen to her."

Harry laughed, but Sirius did not lead him to his room, he took him to the room where he used to feed Buckbeak, although now it was much cleaner and there was a table and chairs; it was like a mini-dining room. Harry suddenly remembered the Hippogriff.

"Where's Buckbeak?" Harry asked.

"We set him free, he was quite sad when I left; so Dumbledore talked to Hagrid and he said, after crying his eyes out, that he wanted Bucky to be happy and the decision was mine. So when they brought me back, I agreed that it was the best for Buckbeak to be free."

"I'm really going to miss him..." Harry said, looking out of the window.

"Ok, don't get all emotional and tell me what you have been doing all this time."

"Well, not much. After you died, I went to Nearly Headless Nick to ask him if you could have became a ghost, but he said no... then I found Luna Lovegood, whose belongings had been stolen, but she said that it happened every year; I don't really know why they do these things to her. Well, then as always, I got in the school train and the Dursleys picked me up. Then the usual, treated me as if I did not exist. I spent most of the week in the flowerbed, thinking about S... about stuff..." He had been about to say about Sirius, he could not believe his godfather was in front of him. "What about you?"

"Well, you know, I've been dead, resurrected, cleared of all charges, all in a week..."

Harry smiled. He could not believe Sirius was back, it was like a dream. (A/N: Do not worry, people, this one is real!)

"Well, now, Harry, you should go to bed before Molly finds us. We'll continue our chat tomorrow."

"Sirius?" Harry said.

"Yes, tell me"

"Do you remember where you were when you fell in the archway?"

"It was like hell, Harry, like hell. It was a horrible place. It was full of people who had lost all their reasons. That is why Dumbledore could get me back; I had a reason to come back. You were that reason." Sirius said and gave Harry a one-arm hug. "Ok, now let's go to your room, I think Luna has arrived."

Sirius led Harry out of the room and into his bedroom. "See you in the morning, Harry."

"Ok, Bye." Harry said as Sirius closed the door.