Disclaimer- J.K. Rowling owns all of the Harry Potter characters. The concept of this story is based on Mitch Albom's The Five People You Meet In Heaven.

The Five People You Meet In Heaven

Chapter Three- The Journey

As Dumbledore was lifted through the air, his feeling of nothingness continued. The clouds grew denser around him, but he could not feel their cold. Hogwarts was getting smaller and smaller as Dumbledore headed towards the heavens.

Dumbledore, as wise as he is, had not yet explored the depths of the journey to heaven. After all, you can only die once. A memory cannot be extracted from a dead person once their soul has left Earth, so Dumbledore's Pensieve could not help him with this.

Once you were on your way to heaven, you usually didn't go back. At this point, Dumbledore is just as confused as everyone else who ascends towards the sky after their death. No textbook could tell you what Dumbledore was feeling at that very moment.

As time wore on, Dumbledore started to feel oddly light and calm, but his worry overpowered these happy emotions like a thunderous cloud.

"I need to see if he's okay. He won't act logically." Dumbledore forced these thoughts through his head, concentrating more and more and the Astronomy Tower, Hogwarts, and Harry, who would now be free from the enchantment Dumbledore had put on him.

As Dumbledore concentrated harder and harder on seeing if Harry was still alive, the clouds around him seemed to lessen. His body was being lowered rapidly, but his stomach did not drop. Dumbledore felt a wave of relief. He was going back. He could check on Harry.

Dumbledore knew that he would not be given his life back. He was just given a chance to hover around Hogwarts for a little longer, to see how the events following his death played themselves out. Perhaps everyone who started to go to heaven got to go back and check on things, just to give themselves some closure.

Dumbledore did not know this at the time, but only two other people, excluding ghosts, had held off from dying and going to heaven. One of them would be a person he would see later today, for the first time in five years.

Hogwarts grew larger and larger. As Dumbledore zoomed back down to Earth, he aimed himself in the direction towards the Astronomy Tower. However, as he got closer to his desired destination, he found that the top of the tower was deserted.

Dumbledore looked around, trying to discover where everyone had gone. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hagrid's hut burst into flames.

"No. No." Dumbledore thought, as he floated towards the flaming house.

Dumbledore's worst fears were realized as he saw Severus and Harry standing opposite each other. Dumbledore could not hear what was going on, but he could tell that Harry was throwing jinx after jinx. Severus was blocking them, but not retaliating, as Dumbledore hoped he would.

At that moment, Harry fell to the grass. Dumbledore could tell he had been hit by the Cruciatus Curse, but it had not come from Severus. Harry, however, was soon on his feet. This did not last long, for as he tried to perform another spell, he was flown backwards.

Dumbledore couldn't stand to watch them fight. If only they knew what he knew. If only they understood. Dumbledore returned to the action just in time to see Severus apparate outside the grounds and to see Harry and Hagrid extinguish the fire nearly engulfing the small hut.

Dumbledore knew he had seen enough. As long as they both were okay, then he would be able to rest peacefully. A crowd was now gathering around what Dumbledore knew to be himself. He floated a little closer to the action and saw Harry bending over his body.

Dumbledore swept his eyes over the crowd. It was then that he saw Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-Porpington (also known as Nearly Headless Nick) staring at him. Nicholas raised his right arm and saluted Dumbledore, his head nearly falling off in the process. This was another thing that Dumbledore was not aware of. He didn't know that ghosts could sense departed souls.

Dumbledore nodded his head towards Nicholas and began floating back up towards the sky. The cloud grew thicker for the second time. As he got higher and higher, the clouds thinned, Dumbledore saw thousands of pictures flash before his eyes. They were going too fast for him to make anything out.

Then, everything stopped. Dumbledore hung in the air, suspended over the clouds. All of a sudden, he was dropped. Then everything went dead. Dumbledore could not feel anything. Is this what heaven feels like?

A/N: Another chapter done! Please review and tell me what you think. Feedback is really helpful. Thanks!