:I do not own any of the charachters of this story (other than Anastasia). They all belong to J.K.Rowling. Otherwise someone else would've fallen through the veil in the Order of the Pheonix.:

Chapter 9: Heaven and Hell

A bright pallid light was shining in Anastasia's eyes. She groaned as it blinded her.

"Oh, God," she thought, "Am I dead? Am I in heaven?" She placed a hand over her eyes trying to see better. Her eyes slowly grew more accustomed to the light and she saw a shadowy figure slowly moving towards her.

"Anastasia!" it called out to her.

"Oh!" she gasped, "An angel!" The angel kept making it's way toward her. She saw him reach out his hand in hopes of her taking it. Anastasia took it and saw the angel more clearly now. He was tall, handsome, with dark hair and grey eyes.

"Just like Sirius." Anastasia thought with a smile, but then a wave of sadness washed over her and she began to cry. The angel looked her sadly and wiped her tears from her cheeks.

"Anastasia, please wake up." he said.

"Huh?" she said. What was he talking about? More angels suddenly appeared and they all seem to resemble her friends. The angels of Lily, James, Remus, and Peter all stood together. Anastasia stared at the angel of Sirius their hands still intertwined.

"Please, wake up!" the angel implored. He then grabbed Anastasia's shoulders and began shaking her roughly.

"Stop it!" she cried, "Stop it, let me go!" Anastasia gave a shuddering gasp and stood straight up. Her body was drenched in cold sweat and tears were hanging at the corners of her eyes. She was breathing heavily as though she had just ran a mile. The first thing she saw was Sirius with his hands on her shoulders. The rest of her friends were standing around her.

"Oh, thank God you're alive!" Sirius said with a sigh of relief. Anastasia looked around and saw she was in the hospital wing. Suddenly everything hit her like a ton of bricks.

"Oh no!" Anastasia sobbed, "Oh God! I almost got you killed. Why was I so foolish? Why didn't I see from the beginning that Snape was pretending to be you." Anastasia was now crying intensely.

"Anastasia, you didn't know." Lily said, comfort lining her voice, "None of us would've known the difference. But all you had to do was look into his eyes to see the difference. I never would've noticed that."

"But I think Snape was right. I was so easily tricked by the mask and the roses…"

Sirius then cut in, "That's what I like so much about masks. You could fool anybody who ever knew you." His head then gestured toward the group of people standing behind them, "Do you think these people, my closest friends, knew it was me behind that mask?"

"But I could've prevented it from happening." Anastasia said tearfully.

"Come now, Anya!" James said exasperatedly, "Sirius is fine, you're fine, Snape's in a hell of a lot of trouble, you've found out who your Phantom is, you're surrounded by your friends, it doesn't get much better does it?"

Anastasia stared at all of her friends. She then smiled widely and said, "No, it doesn't get much better than this."

"I can think of a way it can get better." Sirius said with mock innocence in his voice.

"Oh?" Anastasia said playfully, "How so?"

"Like this!" Sirius changed into his dog form and jumped onto Anastasia's bed and slobbered all over her face.

"AH! Sirius! NO!" Anastasia laughed and so did everyone else. Sirius changed back to his human form and kissed her passionately on the lips. Anastasia never felt more happy or uplifted in all of her life.

But as always, their perfect moment had to be ruined, "Augh! Get a room, why don't you?" James said, disgust in his voice. Lily, Remus, and Peter all laughed, but Sirius and Anastasia were still kissing, oblivious to the world around them.

"Uh, I think it's time to go." Remus said uncertainly.

"What do you mean, we've only been here for…" James began.

"Let's go!" Lily said, pushing James towards the exit. Anastasia and Sirius were still snogging zealously. Nothing stopping them (Madame Aurora was attending to patients with more serious cases on the other side)

"Sirius-no-we'll-get-in-trouble!" Anastasia panted in between frantic kisses on his lips.
"Trouble?" he laughed haughtily, "You know very well, I could care less about getting in trouble." Sirius's kisses slowly went from Anastasia's lips, down to her neck. She moaned softly as she buried her hands in Sirius's dark hair. He had wrapped his arms around her waist. A moment ago, she thought she was walking through Heaven, now she felt that the fiery pits of Hell had eaten away at hers and Sirius' souls and were now slowly consuming the rest of their bodies. They were blissfully unaware of anything anymore. All they knew was that they had each other, wrapped within their loving arms.

Footsteps were slowly making their way towards where Sirius was lying on top of Anastasia on her bed, "Oh shit!" she cried, "Get off, quick!" Sirius immediately removed himself from Anastasia and hurriedly straightened himself out; Anastasia did the same. When Madame Aurora walked into the ward, she saw them with innocent looks on their face, Sirius' forehead was sweaty and Anastasia's cheeks were flushed. She eyed them suspiciously and said, "I think it's time you go, dear. Miss Summers requires rest."

"Oh, uh…okay." Sirius said nervously. He kissed Anastasia quickly on the lips and whispered, "We'll finish this later." Anastasia smirked at him and waved as Sirius walked through the door.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, James was sitting in front of the fire by himself. Sirius walked in through the portrait of the Fat Lady, strolled toward the armchair next to James, and sunk into it, sighing deeply.

"Well," James said, "you did it. You got the girl you always loved and got Snape suspended, which we've been trying to do for the six years we've been here."

"Yeah." Sirius said contentedly, "Thanks for all the help, Prongs."

"No problem, now you just got to return the favor."

"How?"

"Help me get the girl I want!" James said.

Sirius laughed aloud, "Sure thing, by next year, Lily will be all yours!" (NOTE: remember, James and Lily didn't really start going out until seventh year)

:Short as hell, I know, and kinda stupid (Uh oh! Am I showing syptoms of writer's block? NOOOOO) but I wanted to let people know that Anastasia is NOT DEAD (Whoooo! Yeah!) So, Delma…there you go, so STOP biting my head off! C'mon! How cruel would I have to be to kill off my main character: