The third envelope had his owl results. "Wow, almost perfect marks!" And in fact he did almost get perfect marks, of course his history marks were poor but he expected that. 'I can't believe that I let that thing convince me that he had Sirius.' But his OWL marks did cheer him up. Who cares if he was related to that prat he was also related to Sirius more so now. And with a smile he went back home and went to bed.

It was now the eve of his birthday and Dumbledor still had not written him to tell him what the heck was going on. The pain that he had been expericing had vanished last night. Dobby had returned the next day as promised and everything was back to normal. Harry did not know why but his mirror almost always stayed dirty now he did not know how to get the film off but he was not really concerned with it, he would still talk to Sirius. Harry was really feeling better and tomorrow he would have his friends here. Ron owled saying that Ginny was coming also, and Bill would be by to look after them off and on throughout the day. Harry decided to go out and look around he kept finding new places to go on Diagon Alley. Today was no different but after he rounded a corner to what Harry expected to be a dead end turned out to be the best thing. A Quidditch Stadium! Harry rushed back to the room and got his broom. Arriving back at the stadium he jumped on his Firebolt and was off in the air again. Three years of missing this, the wind in his hair, the feel of the light vibrations of the handle, and the sight of the ground leaving him. He swirled, dipped and flipped. Zigzaed and flew high in the air and came down to a perfectly controlled dive coming up only when he toes would brush the tops of the grass. Now this is life! Dobby showed up with golf balls and threw them for Harry. This was the best he had felt in a long time. Harry flew until dark, a few kids would come and play but were called a way soon after, then decided that he needed to go home. He was so tired after flying all day, he even had a picnic on his broom which was fun, Harry went and took a shower and then went to sit and read his books.

Ginny was in front of him again. "I thought you were not going to come until tomorrow?"

"Harry James Potter, what is your problem! I have been here for almost a year now!" Ginny pointed her wand a said, "Circeo!" Harry woke twisting and trying to claw out of his skin the pain was too much. He felt like his back had just blown out and then he fell to the ground twitching, he was out cold. Harry half remembered being lifted, half remembered having a man above him whispering, "Its okay my boy just rest morning will come and you will be better." Half remembering seeing a man with long black hair. Harry opened his eyes, it was so bright, he had to close them again. He went thought this process several time, till he managed to keep them open and look around. He jumped fire red hair was once again lying next to him. Thinking, "Ginny?"

Ginny rolled over opened her eyes, "RON, Hermione, Sirius Harry is a wake!"

Harry head three sets of feet running to him. "Bloody hell mate how can you do that to us!" Ron had a look of complete relief on his face. There was a mask of brown hair and a thump of weight on him. "We were so worried!" Hermione's sobs shook the bed. "Yeah, what's the meaning of this boy. Waking the dead over you." Sirius was smiling down on Harry and this time Harry knew he was a sleep but did not want to wake. Harry jumped up and latched onto Sirius so happy to hug him again. "Sirius I am so sorry I did not know..."

"Shhh, child it is up becoming of a Dageena." Bang. Harry passed back out. There was a nock at the door thinking that it was Ron and Hermione went to answer it. "AHH Headmaster, came a booming voice." Harry opened his eyes looking around, Ron was eating at the table, Hermione was reading a book, and Sirius was greeting the Headmaster.

"Sirius?" Harry had to find out what was going on, "Are you really here?"

"Yes my boy! You called me back." Sirius was looking grim around the eyes but other wise looked good for being a dead guy.

"How?"

"I don't remember, I just remember hearing your voice and crying out. I remember trying to just reach you and seeing your face in a mirror and willing my self to you. I hope that answers your questions for that is all I know."

"I have one more, did you tell me I was a Dageena?"

"Yes, I did."

"Well what is that?"

"Sirius, will tell you later right now you need to eat. And open all your presents." The Headmaster managed to stand there smiling. Hermione went and sat by Ron, Dumbledor conjured four more chairs and Ginny sat by Harry who was next to Sirius and the Headmaster was in between Ron and Sirius.