Hi, here's another fast update from me! I just updated chapter 6, now here's chapter 7! By the way, if you haven't finished HBP yet, don't read this chapter yet. MAJOR spoilers! I guess I should do a disclaimer here:

Disclaimer: I own nothing, JKR owns it all, except for Mrs. Potter's personality, which I made up. And all the Order of the Phoenix's members' personalities. I made those up too.

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It's been about a year since I came here, and it's all been fun. Except for when Emmeline Vance and Amelia Bones came here. Emmeline was an Order of the Phoenix member, and Amelia was in the Ministry of Magic. Such a loss. Boo hoo. Can I stop being serious now? Oh wait I am! Hahahaha, that cracks me up every time. I know I'm corny, I don't care. You shouldn't either. Let's all not be corny together! Have fun, guys, while I go talk to James and Lily and whoever they're talking to.

"Hey guys, what's up, who ya talking to?" I asked, skipping over to them. When I stood between them, though, I almost fainted.

"Sirius, get a grip! Sorry, Professor," James said, talking of course to Professor Dumbledore, who had just walked out of the big building where we got our wings and halos.

"Really, James, now that we're all here and have no social status whatsoever, just call me Albus."

"Yes, sir- I mean Albus."

"Yes, it can take some getting used to, I would know. By the way, let us assume that you are asking me how I died, and I am telling you the full story." Dumbledore- I mean Albus then proceeded to tell us of what had happed from the moment he and Harry left to find the Horcrux, up to the moment he died. "Then Severus pointed his wand at me and said 'Avada Kedavra!' and I died, of course," he concluded, his eyes twinkling at the sight of us three with our mouths wide open.

"Of course, none of us could see this, because someone," Lily growled, glaring at me, "had to go and stuff himself with brownies, then go on being corny, preventing us from watching Harry from a pool!"

"Now now, Lily, I'm sure it's for the best. After all, if you wanted to catch everything in Harry's life, you'd have to clone yourself, which I know you can't. Yes, I know we can't use magic here, thanks to a charming travel brochure I read on the way here. Yes, Sirius, they do make travel brochures for the unlucky person who finds himself or herself here. Just because you didn't want to read it doesn't mean we all don't." Albus smiled. I just gaped.

"How did you know-" I started, but he cut me off.

"After knowing you for 13 charming years, I am a good judge of your personality," Albus said, smiling. (A/N: I have no idea how long they've known each other! I'm counting the 7 years at Hogwarts and 4 before he was convicted, 2 after.) "Now, from what I hear from your mother, James, the brownies here are excellent." After getting no response from us, he continued, his eyes twinkling. "Let us assume that you have just told me how wonderful the desserts are, and we are walking towards them at a leisurely pace." He started walking towards where the food was.

"Um, sir- Albus, sorry- well why do you suddenly have a ton of energy, if you drank that potion? Did the effects wear off?" I asked, walking alongside him and gesturing for James and Lily to join us.

"As I'm sure you remember, your wounds after your duel with you cousin mysteriously disappeared when you stepped through those gates, am I correct?" I nodded. "Well, as I passed through those same gates, I sensed something. Someone was casting a spell to make all wounds and weaknesses disappear. Yet it did not cause them to go deaf, blind, or mute. I have a feeling that there are designated people to heal others as they pass through the gates, at no loss to themselves. As they usually are, my hunch is correct. I read it in the travel brochure." Honestly, that man is crazy sometimes! I noticed nothing like that when I walked through the gates.

"But sir, if that's true, then why do Gideon and Fabian Prewett have all those scars?"

"Alas, there are some spells that can never be completely healed. The Prewett brothers were hit by curses that should become Unforgivables, but probably will not. There was no chance to heal those wounds. The curses prevent them healing by magic, and they had to heal the natural way." This was very interesting. Albus sure knew a lot about Heaven for just having got here. That was a mystery to solve later, as just then we came to the food. I couldn't help myself from piling a plate with brownies, even though I had just eaten some. Oh well.

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Was this chapter too short? Was that too weird? Is it weird just skipping a year? I don't care, I can't change it. Now this story has absolutely no plot line, so review and tell me what you think should happen next. Thanks!