When it's all Black and White

Chapter 14- Peace

Harry was running down a long corridor being chased by something, or someone, he couldn't see. The walls were all white with no signs of ending. No doors could be seen, there was no sign of escape.

Without warning he fell, and a bright light was creeping closer. He shuddered and started to thrash in the air.

Two very weak hands grabbed both of Harry's arms and started to shake him awake.

"Harry, wake up. HARRY!"

Hearing his name being screamed not two feet away from him, Harry's eyes snaped open. Rubbing his eyes, Harry focused on Remus Lupin who still had a slight grip on his arms.

"Remus. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting?"

"Don't worry about me, I'm here to help you. Dumbledore told me about the argument you had with Sirius."

Harry got out of bed and walked bare foot to the window. "I don't want to talk about it."

Remus remained seated as Harry stood, looking out the window. "You didn't mean it. I know you didn't. You know how much Sirius loves you right?"

Harry didn't say anything, he only gave a small shrug.

Remus sighed and picked up a box he had put on the floor when he first came in. "Harry, you said some things that, well, realy hurt Sirius."

"I don't care. It's not like he cares about me either!" Harry yelled and started to walk away.

"You can't be farther from the truth." Remus said and opened the box that held a bowl of silvery liquid.

"What is that?"

"This," he said as Harry's curiosity pulled him toward the liquid, "is your fathers pensive."

"What's a pensive?"

"Memories."

Watching the silver memories Harry saw his parents, Remus, Sirius, and other people he didn't know swirl around the bowl.

"These are my father's memories?"

Remus nodded and concentrated on the bowl. "I brought this to show you a specific memory."

Harry watched as a scene from his fathers past started to come into focus. Sirius was standing next to James, both were staring at something out of the picture. Leaning in to get a better look, Harry was sucked into the memory.

Looking aroundm Harry felt a wave of emotion. His father was standing there alive, but as hard as he tried, Harry couldn't move.

"You won't be able to communicate with him." Remus said as he stood next to Harry.

"Why?"

"You can't. This is a memory."

Harry nodded and felt a cold scense of dread as James took a step forward, in front of Sirius.

"Get out of my house." James Potter told the man standing in the shadows, stressing every word.

"Not till I get the boy."

Sirius, who was standing with his back pressed up against a baby crib, gripped his wand so tightly his fingers started to turn white.

"You will never, ever, get your hands on this boy Voldemort."

The 'dark lord,' as his followers called him, stepped out of the shadows and stared at Sirius, a dark look in his eyes.

"As you wish."

James and Sirius watched as Voldemort put his wand away and held his hands out, palm down, and he never broke his stare on Sirius.

Feeling a discomforting sensation start in his shoulders, Sirius narrowed his eyes but they instantly flew open when his wand fell from his hand.

"I will not harm the boy with my hands. Perhaps yours, is the better choice."

Voldemort flipped his hands over, causing Sirius' to do the same. James stood in shock as Voldemort jumped at Sirius and inhabited his best friends body.

"Get out of here Voldemort!" James yelled, pulling his wand out, and pointed it. He knew Sirius would rather die at the hands of a friend.

Voldemort walked toward James and pushed him into the wall. Picking up the small boy in the crib, Voldemort started to squeeze his neck, a sick look of victory on his face. The baby opened his eyes and looked at his godfather in horror.

"Put the boy down, Tom."

Sirius turned around and quickly handed Harry to Albus Dumbledore.

"Albus, help me. Don't let me hurt Harry. Kill me!" Sirius screamed until Voldemort once again took control over his body.

"Leave this place Tom."

"NO! Not until the boy is dead."

Dumbledore watched as James sat up and pointed his wand at Sirius.

"No James! There are other ways." The aged wizard said, and walked toward Voldemort, baby still in hand. Holding out his wand, Dumbledore just stared.

"You know I can kill you Tom."

"No, you cant. Not without killing him." Voldemort said, talking about Sirius.

"Mr. Black would want to do no harm to his godson. I will kill him, and you."

A sly smile crossed Sirius' face and a moment too late, Dumbledore knew the cost of Voldemort's departure. James stood up and watched as Voldemort stepped from his friends body. Sirius fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, Voldemort disappeared.

"Sirius, are you okay?"

The other man tried to speak, but as he opened his mouth, blood covered his teeth.

Harry watched as the scene became blurred and he looked over at Remus who spoke.

"I should have been there. There may have beem something I could have done. I've seen this memory over and over again. The next one I will show you, won't be any better."

Harry tried to speak, to comfort Remus, but he found his attention deverted again as a different memory started to form.

"You will need to by making preparations now, Mr.Potter."

James looked from the doctor to his dying friend. He gave a simple nod and sat at Sirius' side.

"Hey, are you going to talk to Harry?"

Sirius shook his head and opened his eyes which were full of tears.

"It would be too hard. I don't want, see me die." His sentences were broken up by all the pain, and James heard the door click.

Getting up he crossed the room to his wife and year old son, who had just came in.

"He doesn't want to see Harry." James whispered, staying out of earshot.

"James, that man is going to say goodbye to his godson that he's leaving behind." Lily said, not bothering to lower her voice. When she saw Sirius it was worse then she thought. Shaking her head at the obviously dying man she smiled at her son before speaking.

"Sirius, there is someone here to see you."

Reluctantly, Sirius opened his eyes and managed to smile at his godson. "Hi Harry."

Lily sat her son on the bed and watched as he cuddled up to his godfather.

"E, matter?"

"I'm sick Harry." Sirius said weakily and watched as Harry scrunched up his face as if deep in thought.

"At?"

"Everywhere, but mostly on my head."

Very carefuly the little boy kissed Sirius' head and clapped his hands.

"All gone! Go bye!"

If it wouldn't have hurt so much, Sirius would have laughed.

"No, I can't go with you Harry. I have to go....somewhere else."

"Go bye?"

"Yes, I have to go bye."

The little boy looked from his mother who now had tears falling down her face, to his godfather.

"At?"

"Hopefully Heaven. That's where your grandmother and grandfather is."

Harry only knew that when people have to go to Heaven they never come back to play with him. Silently crying, Harry layed his head on Sirius' chest.

" 'Art beten! No go bye!"

Suddenly Sirius felt very short of breath and his eyes teared up. "I'm sorry Harry."

The little boy looked angry and was picked up by his mother.

"No go bye E! No go bye!"

The memory faded and Harry found himself crying. "I love yo too Sirius." He said, in a dry voice and looked at Remus. "What happened?"

"I don't know Harry, he just got better. You know, you were the only one he would listen to."

Harry shook his head, "I want to leave now Remus, I don't want to see anymore."

Remus nodded and took a hold of Harry's arm. The two landed in the bedroom.

"I want to go visit my parents," Harry said suddenly.

"Okay Harry, whatever you want."

When Harry and Remus got to the cemetary, the birds were chirping and the breeze was cool, a small gust of the upcoming winter.

"Sirius is over there." Remus said as if he didn't care.

Harry looked and saw his godfather with his back to them.

"Are you going to go talk to him?"

Harry nodded.

Making sure he wouldn't be missed, Remus waited until Harry stood right behind Sirius, then he disappeared.

"I can see why your parents chose this place. I didn't understand it then." Sirius said and turned to face Harry.

Seeing a look of hopelessness on hs godfather's face Harry fell into a hud.

"I'm sorry Sirius. I love you too."

"Don't apologize Harry, it was my fault, forgive me?"

Nodding his head against Sirius' chest, he could feel the warmth come from his body and hear his heart beating.

"I'm sorry I didn't say I loved you before."

"What are you talking about?"

"When you were dying because of Voldemort. I didn't say that I loved you too."

Sirius was confused for a moment before remembering his tango with death and his short conversation with his godson, "It's okay Harry, as long as you never forget it."

Harry hugged his godfather tighter. "I won't, I promise."

"Good. Now, you have to let me try to make up for not telling you about your scar." Sirius said, sitting down next to Lily and James' graves.

Harry shook his head and looked back at Sirius. "I said a lot of things that weren't true Sirius. I'm glad you're alive."

"I know Harry, and you know I love you right?"

"Right." Harry said and sat close to Sirius, as his godfather told him everything.

TBC

Wow! that took a while to type! The next chapter will be up soon it's called 'In the Holiday Spirit'! It's Christmas time!

I will try to put up as much as possible before school starts on Tuesday. When school does start, I won't be able to update until the weekend. Sadness. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter!