The-Boy-Who-Lived-Again...

Chapter 25

An image of Sirius's brain unfolded before Harry, as if he was reading it from a book. He could see exactly what was wrong with it, and what was in working order. In fact all he needed to do was "clean" it.

If Harry had gotten to Sirius the day he was pulled out of the veil, it would have been an easy fix. Pretty much Sirius's mind wasn't linked to his body, so he couldn't control his bodily functions. Everything was done on Auto-pilot.

But now that Sirius had been in a deep sleep and having bizarre nightmares for months, his mind had kind of deteriorated. So Harry would have to erase every memory Sirius's mind had created since the day he went into the veil.

For some reason, each individual thought in Sirius's mind was color-coded. Harry could tell which thought was which at just a glance. Harry started purging all the mirages and delusions Sirius had created in the past few months.

With Dumbledore

Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled as he watched Snape disappear through the Floo grate. He'd taken much longer than the twenty minutes he'd planned. Nearly forty minutes in fact. The Death Eaters would be attacking Diagon Alley in a little more than an hour.

'Perhaps it's best I bring Harry back to school...' Dumbledore thought.

"Harry! You may come down now!" Dumbledore called up the steps.

After five minutes with no response from Harry, Dumbledore started to worry.

'Well, maybe he's dozed off. Perhaps I should go take a look...' Dumbledore thought. 'On second thought, the boy needs his sleep. It's not like we'll do anything at Hogwarts anyway. I'll just put on some tea for when he comes down...'

With Harry

Harry cleared the last of the hallucinations from Sirius's mind, and smiled contentedly.

'Now I just make sure everything in his mind is in working order, tell his mind what's happened since he died, and wake him up.' Harry thought. 'But how do I tell him things?'

He felt a sort of pulling. Harry recognized it for what it was: his power directing him where to go. He had to directly enter Sirius's mind, and become one with him for a short period of time. In theory, that should allow Harry to tell things to Sirius. Sirius would in turn file those words in his mind as if he'd read them somewhere. In a newspaper perhaps.

Harry reached out and made contact with Sirius's brain, and let himself flow into his godfather's mind.

With Dumbledore

Dumbledore sighed contentedly over his cup of hot tea. 'I'd better call for him again. He wouldn't want to miss tea.' The headmaster thought.

"Harry! Kettle's on!" Dumbledore called.

'Maybe he can't hear me. After this cup I'll go get him.' He thought.

With Harry

Harry felt a river of memories wash into his mind. The force and speed of them nearly overwhelmed him. Harry retained his grip on Sirius's mind and let the thoughts wash through him.

"You're an embarassment to the family!"

"You can duel better than that cousin!"

"Welcome to Azkaban Black!"

"The public is warned that Sirius Black is armed and extremely dangerous."

"What about if we become Animagi? Then we could stay with Moony, and make his transformations a little easier."

"Sentenced to life imprisonment."

"Sirius, meet Harry, my son."

"Expelliarmus!"

"Do you have a place? Can I move in now?"

Harry shivered slightly. All the memories, seemed to turn a switch inside his head. A switch that released his own memories and sent them into Sirius's head. Almost an instant later, Harry felt his own memories rushing back... Including the ones before his death. Somehow becoming one with Sirius had repaired his own mind.

Harry felt Sirius starting to awaken. Harry seperated himself from Sirius and brought himself to conciousness as well.

He'd done it. Sirius was back. And what's more, he was back as well. Harry Davison was gone and was no more. All that remained was a nearly immortal version of Harry Potter.

"Harry! Your tea's getting cold! Do you want me to bring it up?" Dumbledore called.

"Yes please! Bring a second cup though! I imagine Sirius is thirsty!" Harry replied.

Sirius sat up and grinned. "I think the bathroom's become a higher priority than that." And bolted from the room.