A/N: this chapter may be somewhat confusing, and I did this pretty late at night so im sorry if its not up to scratch, but it will do for now. I may make it better later. Anyways, thanks for the wonderful reviews, and Heres the next chapter!

p.s this chapter is from 3 different point of views.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, which sucks immensely. I think I've said that before…

Chapter 16: Gift from God

Harry reached out to grab the edge of the tower- 5 seconds too late.

Arms flaying wildly, his eyes opened in shock as his small frame plummeted towards the speeding grounds.

A small gasp escaped his lips as this all sunk in, and his oncoming scream was deafened from the ongoing rush of the wind in his ears.

This was the end, he was sure of it.

Mind racing 100 mph, he wasn't surprised to find himself getting the symptoms of passing out…

Suddenly he seemed to slow down, and the strangest sensation of being sucked through an air vent surpassed him, before he speeded up and landed on something rather bumpy with a loud 'crack'.

Then darkness overtook his troubled mind…

James breathing was coming in sharp gasps. His mind was buzzing, and his heart was racing.

He couldn't believe it.

He didn't want to believe it.

Because it was too good to be true.

James Potter had somehow caught a falling Harry Potter out of thin air.

They were both lying awkwardly on the ground; James with his arms around his son tightly.

His son.

His Harry.

His grip tightened around the small frame of his motionless future son, as his head began to pound…

Shouts were heard coming closer, but none of it mattered to James anymore.

All that mattered was he had his son.

His Harry.

And nobody was going to take him away…

Nobody.

His body began to slow down, the impact of both of them hitting the ground had taken quite and effect on his body…but yet as his mind was beginning to loose consciousness, he managed to whisper three words to Harry that made his heart warm up…

"I love you Harry"

Then his mind was taken by abyss to the wonderful land of sweet nothingness…

Sirius mind buzzed as he watched in shock, as a now solid Harry Potter fell out of thin air into the arms of non-other then James Potter.

The two crashed to the ground with such force Sirius winced.

But before any rational thought could overcome him with what had happened, and who exactly had just fallen out of the sky into his best mates arms; he felt his longs legs carrying him as fast as he could towards the motionless bodies…

Don't let them be dead. Oh please don't let them be dead…

His mind pleaded with himself to let everything to be okay…James had to be okay…

Wait- they both had to be okay.

A flutter lit his stomach as they both came into focus.

James was stirring slightly but before he could reach him, his lips moved, and he passed out.

The second body though made all the breath in his body escape his grasp.

There lying beside his friend, was his Godson. Harry Potter.

The sight was too much for him to take in at the moment. He couldn't help his feet from stopping and just making him stare down at the figure of his Godson.

The angelic face of the boys face was sullen, deep circles underlined his eyes, giving the appearance of higher intelligence and someone who hadn't gotten a good nights rest in a long time…

The long bruises that racked his face now made him cringe, and a tear rolled down his face.

The sight of them both in each other's arms, passed out cold, and covered in fresh bruises made him want to weep his heart out.

Yet at the same time, he couldn't help but feel like a certain part of him had been filled. The empty part reserved for his Godson, was now complete.

Rational thought brought him back, and he realized he hardly knew Harry, but the God fatherly love won over again as he bent down and covered their shivering bodies in his cloak; and with one last look at the disbelieving sight, he fled back to the castle in search of help.

All the while Sirius ran he couldn't help but think over and over again the gift that had just been bestowed upon them. And suddenly he found himself a believer, and praised the heavenly host for this wonderful gift.

"Thank you God"

A/n: I know the ending may have been cheesy, but I'm a believer, and I felt that many people in his situation may have been praising and thanking whoever was out there. I think it portrays how Sirius is a believer at heart, and has faith that many good things may come of life even when things look down. Just like how Harry was given to them.

I know I may be rambling, but its late and I g2g lol so please review thanks!