A/N: I AM SO SORRY, I promised to put up the story and now look at me, too busy to do what I had promised you...okay, i will try and find the time to post them a little faster...

Why I am so busy, is that I have to write my own FF and I was bad enough to begin a new one as well...

Disclaimer: Me no own, so you so sue...
Chapter 2

There was nothing. Nothing but white fog surrounding him. "Where the hell am I"? Harry asked himself. He was so confused he didn't even realize, that he was not breathing nor feeling, and looking around he found out, that he was also floating.

A sudden warm breeze made him turn (float) around. Somebody or something was smiling at him. It came closer and Harry realized it had neon orange hair with silver here and there. "Who is... she?" As though she had understood him or read his mind, she began talking with a soft voice:

"Hello Harry. I am Death. Mother of the rulers of Light and Dark Dimensions."

"Well um… hello."

Death laughed at Harry's discomfort and the slight paleness of his face.

"No young one. You're not dead. You just traveled to in-between."

"In-between!"

"Ah, yes young one. With some help from me of course…"

"Ok then. But what the heck am I doing here? Aren't I supposed to be dead or nearly dead? Did you take my life from me?"

"Take it easy young one. No I didn't take anything from you. Well, except for your parents, brother and Godfather…"

"Brother? I never had one."

Death sighed and looked sad. Harry had never seen anyone so dejected before, not in his entire life.

"I'm afraid your mother was a month pregnant when the evil one made me take them. I'm sorry for all the pain I made you go through. I always liked you, you know. You've always managed to dodge me while I nearly got you."

She laughed and shook her head, making the neon orange hair fall away from her eyes. It is now, that Harry notices her eyes; they were completely white, worse than a blind man's eyes. But they weren't empty. They clearly held wickedness, intelligent but also extreme sadness. Harry looked away quickly, when he realized, that he had been staring in her deep eyes, for quite long.

"You still hadn't explained why I'm here."

"Why Harry, this is completely up to you. You have the ability to travel between the worlds of living and dead."

"But you said you helped me get here!"

"Ah yes, I had to help you the first time…well now, you ought to meet your teachers."

"Teachers?"

"Of course. Your teachers have died a long time ago, but that doesn't stop you, eh?" She asked her eyes twinkling, really similarly to Dumbledore.

"Come on. You'll start your training tomorrow, but today you should just meet some people you've missed."

With that, she took his head and with a flash of lightning, they disappeared.

Harry blinked. He was in a… park. Or at least it seemed to be one. It had bird pools, but without birds. Instead they held mirrors with moving pictures. Probably showing flashes from the world of living. The trees were something about 20 feet high. The sky was deep, deep blue with several rainbows but no sun. Instead there was a throne with a teen girl in kimono sitting on it. When she saw her mother she "popped" up to her. She bowed and hugged her.

"Mother, you're here! You are always too busy to come over."

"Behave yourself Light. Harry, this is Lady Light."

Harry bowed and Lady Light giggled.

"So you're the Harry character Mother always talks about as the-death-dodger. Finally managed to die?" she then looks at you more closer and cheers: "Oh of course not. How silly of me, you're alive. Wow, a dimension traveler! Haven't met one in years!"

Lady Light reminded Harry of Hermione when he first met her. Because she too was talking very fast and clearly.

"Pleasure to meet you Lady Light." He said shyly. He has never been good with giggling girls.

"Come on death-dodger! I'll introduce you to some people!"

"You do that, Light. But now I'll have to go back to work. I think the evil one is about to kill again…No wait! He's just torturing. Anyway, I'll see you later."

With a flash of lightning, she was gone.

Lady Light grabbed Harry and dragged him around the place, introducing him to wizards and witches, who had died. Harry met Merlin first and after that he got the chance to have a small chat with the founders of Hogwarts. They all seemed to be good and wise people (spirits). Even Salazar, who actually had to spent a few hundred years in Dark Dimension, but being there he realized his errors and changed.

Lady Light found it important for Harry to meet with them first, because they would be the ones training him. Helga trained him to remain patient and calm in any situation, Rowena taught him strategy, Godric was going to train him to become a swordsman and martial artist, Merlin was to teach him, how to perform wandless magic and how to enter and exit the Dimensions (he used to be an excellent dimension traveler himself) and Salazar, well he of course would teach him Parsletongue. Salazar desperately wanted Harry to learn how to speak Parsletongue without looking a snake, because Voldemort clearly wouldn't have any children and Harry was his only chance, to make sure Parsletongue wouldn't be forgotten. And if Harry wanted to teach it to his future children (and keep the language alive), he had to learn how to speak it properly and perfectly.

After a few hours, Lady Light dragged Harry to finally see his parents, siblings and not forget Sirius. It was a really cute family reunion. Harry, who had waited for such a chance his whole life, was now happily chatting with them (Lady Light was off to do her "chores"). Suddenly his shoulder gave a jerk.

"What was that?" He asked, slightly worried.

"Your body in the world of living is found by your friends… or guardians." Lily said (with venom in her voice while she said the last part).

"Should I go back?"

"No, I doubt, that it's so important at the moment. I think you can stay unconscious for a couple of more hours." smirked James.

So Harry stayed there a little longer, talking to his parents and teachers/trainers for hours; until he felt an utterly bitter taste in his mouth, making him cough and choke.

"Wow! Your friends must be really desperate if they want you to wake up so urgently." roared Merlin with laughter.

"Not funny! What are they trying to do; wake or poison me! It definitely tastes like the second option." The group laughed hysterically to Harry's comment.

After a quick ´Cya´, Merlin grabbed Harry's head and pushed him to in-between. He saw, that it was really easy to travel between the world of living and in-between.

Harry felt someone pouring an extremely bitter liquid to his throat once again. He spit out the disgusting fluid and snapped his eyes open.

"Eww! That was gross." He said, but was then attacked by Hermione and Ginny with enormous tight hugs.

"Don't you ever do that again! Do you hear me Harry James Potter?"

"Do what, Hermione?"

"Scaring us half dead, that you're dead?"

"HEY! I'm not named; the boy-who's-constantly-dodging-death for no reason!"

Next second, Molly shooed them out of the room, saying that Harry needs to rest.

"I was just unconscious for hours. I don't need rest!"

"You just lie in bed. For… at least two hours." Molly said harshly and turns to leave.

But before she could leave the room, Harry noticed her cheeks were slightly pinker than usual. She was up to something and Harry knew it. Then it hits him; it was the 31st of July. He thinks a little and wonders that surely she DIDN'T…