Basic Idea (c) to J.K. Rowlings.
Hogwarts, and everything that has to do with it (c) J.K. Rowlings.
Original Characters (c) Riven
Plot and Story (c) Riven

Hedwig flew out into the night with the thick scroll tied to her leg. Her bright yellow eyes shot around in her head searching for a stray mouse. A movement caused her to dive her beak down intothe earth. A mouse shrieked as it was caught in the sharp end of her beak. As turned her wings to fly back to the skies a heavy net flew over the top of her and captured her in it's midst.

Harry watched his owl fly out of the window and into the dark night sky. He could no longer see her, he hadn't been able to for awhile. Still his eyes trailed out after her. She was the only friend he had at the moment. Every other person seemed so distant, so far away.

With a deep sigh he reached up and closed his window. He let his feet lead him back to his bed. He climbed in and pulled the covers close to his body. A chill swept down his body. Goosebumps erupted all over his legs and arms. He instinctively pulled the sheetstightly against his bulkin an effort to get warm. His eyelids shut and he laid there for ten minutes thinking about the dream. He couldn't help but feel as if he had been seeing into the future. There was no way of knowing right now, so what was the point of dwelling on it? With that final note he drifted back to sleep, unaware of what was going on with his friends, owl, or godfather.

Sirius picked himself up off of the ground. He was done with lying on the cold mass beneath him feeling sorry for himself. He had come to the stark realization that his godson was probably beside himself with grief. Harry had to have been thinking that he had died instantly once he had fallen through. That's what Sirius would have thought at least. If Harry had any ideas besides death Dumbledore and Remus would have squashed those long ago. With another sigh he starred up into the nothingness above him. He slapped himself for sighing, he had been doing too much of that. He was over the whole self-pity thing. It was time to figure out where he was. It was time for some answers.

He sat down cross legged on the ground and stared out into nothing. He repeated over and over in his head for something to come, something that would have answers. It had worked with the couch. It would work for this. He could find the answers; he had the ability to find answers.

There was no possible way to tell how much time was passing him by. It could be hours, days, months, seconds. All Sirius knew was that this was taking too long. The couch had been there in a moment, this should have been the same way. The only feeling he held was that the answers would come to him when he was ready. Harry needed him, needed him more then he had ever needed something before. He had lost a person who was a parent figure to him. The only other time that happened he was a mere baby. He never remembered or knew his parents; it had never been very difficult to deal with. Sirius' heart broke at the thought of Harry being in such immense pain. He needed to be there for him, he needed to survive this. And he needed answers now.

In response a sound started creeping around the room. Sirius jumped in surprise. He felt it was his mind playing tricks on him, he knew there was no way a sound could be made in this place. The voice was growing closer, steps were forming, and there was another presence in the room. Sirius fought the temptation to jump up and tackle the person. He was so overly excited that there was another presence he had forgotten what he had been focusing on. He faintly remembered that this thing could be fake, and that he should not jeopardize it from leaving. He let the person or thing come towards him. His eyes were looking straight ahead and he was not allowing his body to move. A white figure came out of the darkness. He saw it approach him from the side. It kept going in and out of him peripheral vision. It was growing closer and closer. He was afraid to turn, afraid to see it flee back to the darkness away from him.

The thing sat down next to him and whispered quietly into Sirius' ear.

"Do not turn towards me for that will force me to leave. If you acknowledge my presence in any way you will never get answers, you will never get to the one you love, and most importantly any shot of getting out of this place will forever leave your reach, and you have already pushed it far enough away. Now I recommend you do not even nod in understanding or make any attempts to show me that you are even listening. Think of me as another part of your brain, a conscious if you will. Now, I believe you have a question. Let me answer that for you."

Sirius' brain was moving at rapid speed. He was fighting the largest temptation he had ever met. He wanted to turn and smile at this person. Here were the answers he had been waiting for. Finally he would be able to get to Harry. Most importantly it said there was a chance to escape. He listened intently to every word the thing said, making sure to never miss a single syllable.

"Your first, and I believe most important, question is if you can communicate to anyone outside of this plane. Correct? Well of course I am. Yes, yes you can. But it is very challenging and you must have the will and strength that you are fighting for at this very moment. The temptations will be stronger and you may cave in the presence of them; however, if you do...well let's just say you're domed to hell."

The thing let out a little chuckle at this remark.

"Your probably thinking of how hell could be worse than this place are you not? Trust me, it can be. Anyways on with my explanation. The temptations, those shall be the first thing I explain to you. When you reach through to the person you will be able to walk with them in their dreams. You will be able to talk, hug, whatever you wish with them in that dream. Now if you stay with them for too long you can cause them to fall forever into coma or death. You will be the one who have to allow them to wake up. You cannot make them fall asleep, but you can cause them to stay asleep. Understand? Good. Now every time you touch them in anyway, shaking hands, hugs, kissing, whatever, you create a bond that overreaches dimensions and planes that your human mind cannot comprehend. If you create a bond too great one of you will eventually be transported to where the other is. Now as great as these sounds, it isn't. If you are lucky enough to be the one that goes back to Earth, then you will not be the same. Half of you will be there and half will be here. Both halves will be lost till they can find each other again, which is impossible. You will forever be doomed searching for the other half and cannot move on in life or death without the other. The same goes for if a person is transported here, except they could be transported anywhere in this dimension and you will never see each other again. Even in dreams, for no one sleeps here. Are we clear so far?"

Sirius almost nodded in understanding. He could barely hug Harry. Oh this would be difficult. But if he even got to see Harry then nothing else mattered, he could keep himself from hugs. Just as long as he could talk as much as he wanted. It would be difficult to not be able to talk to Harry for as long as possible. He refused to allow Harry to fall into any kind of eternal sleep. Now if only this thing would stop blabbering on about the downsides and tell how one enters into these dreams.

"Now you're wondering how to go about getting into a dream. It's really quite simple. Stand up and look straight at the ceiling. Envision the place upon which you use to live. The important part is to think of the view from space first, see the planet otherwise you'll get nowhere. Then picture the landmass, followed by the particular area, then to the country, the house, and eventually the person. It must go in this order. From greatest to smallest. Unless you do it that way you could screw up and end up stuck with your mind in one dimension and your body in this one. That will not be pretty. Now are all the risks worth all of this? I'm sure they are. For the time being this is all I can say to you. I cannot say anymore. If I do I will forever be banned from this plane, and you will no longer have answers. Do not call on me until you get the gut feeling that it has been long enough. Oh one last thing, I don't think the boss will mind, time passes slower here then it does on Earth."

With a small chuckle and loud pop the thing was gone. Sirius looked to his right and saw nothing but black. He was alone again. At least he now had answers. He could talk to Harry, even see Harry again. Oh this had been the best day of his life. A giant smiled played across his lips. It hadn't been years off of his life, yet. There was chance he could get back to his home, back to Harry. He couldn't wait. He sensed that there were still a few hours before he could reach Harry. But the hours would pass by, and he would reach Harry. There would no longer have to be any suffering for the teenage boy. He did not need to have this weight on his shoulders any loner, he would soon be free of it and life would be great. In no time at all him and Harry would figure out how to get out of this place. Later, once Harry was back at Hogwarts, he could find out where Dumbledore is and talk to him as well. Dumbledore would have some more answers. He would be out of this place in no time at all.

Okay. For all the reviewers. I'm sorry that I put Beatirx instaed of Bellatrix, don't know why I did, but I did. Three different people stated that. I don't need everyone saying it, I do read my reviews. Thanks anyways. I fixed it just for you guys.

theKRITIC:

I get that your a critic and everything, but still. I don't like a million paragraphs because that at times makes it seem like your just trying to make the story seem longer. I do have question marks on the end of all my questions. And I do have variation in my sentences. Now some advice for you, when you are so harsh to poeple's writing at least say something good about it, and saying something about the plot doesn't fall under that category. But I did try and read over this one more, so there shouldn't be as many run-ons and everything.