Fire of the Phoenix

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Chapter 10 Dreams about Sirus

Harry just finished making up his horoscope .He leaned over to look how Ron's horoscope was looking. He could not sometimes believe the stuff Trewlawney would believe that they wrote. As he read Ron's prediction, he could not help but snort out a laugh.

"It looks like your going to have horrible week," said Harry. "You got to change Monday or Wednesday, You seem to be getting in a fight with Hermione both days," said Harry.

"No I meant to put that there, anyone and everyone would believe that. Even the old bug-eyed Trelawney would fall for it. Besides making up makes the rows worthwhile," replied Ron.

Harry just chuckled he knew of the rows Ron and Hermione could get into. After all the years they had been friends their rows have been infamous, almost borderline legendary. The smile soon fell off of his face, as he felt his scar burn with excruciating pain, he heard Voldemort laughing insanely in his head. Harry moaned in pain as he continued to hear Voldmort laughing. "My plans are almost all set; soon we will have the girl." The pain in his scar exploded.

He heard Ron in the back round panicking. He felt Ron shake him, "c'mon mate get up," he heard Ron call to him.

He opened his eyes and everything was spinning so he closed them again. "Ron just helps me back to Gryffindor tower so I can just go to bed. I will be alright after a little bit of rest."

"Are you sure you don't want to need to see Dumbledore. I would think he would like to know about It.," asked Ron anxiously.

"No" Harry said darkly, "I'm not ready to forgive him for all that happened just yet. I need to be able to trust him and I don't feel like I can because he is always hiding things from me." Harry looked down trying to avoid any more conversation. The only thing he wanted to do is lay down to relieve his aching head.

Ron just raised his eyebrow at him, but wisely said nothing more.

Harry pulled the bed hangings up around him. He closed his eyes, and fell into a restless sleep. He saw is Sirus coming towards him Harry quickly looked around and he saw that all there was a white vapor mist surrounding him and Sirius.

"Where am I," asked Harry? "Am I dead"?

"No you are definitely not dead, but you are dreaming," Sirius smoothly replied. "I'm here to say goodbye because I never had the chance to tell you before I died," said Sirius giving Harry a sad look.

Harry said the first thing that came to his mind. "How are my parents doing?" Harry asked.

"They are doing just fine and they can't wait until we can all be together again." Sirius replied. Harry, Sirus began seriously, "I wanted to let you know that it is not your fault about what happened in the department of mysteries". "Bellatrix Lestrange, my dear cousin is to blame not you. The curse alone didn't kill me, but falling through the veil did," Sirius continued.

"What is the veil," Harry asked?

"Well, Sirius began slowly it's a passage way to the after life, once you go through it your soul separates from the body, so you can't come back. Harry please does not go to the department of mysteries searching for me, because you will not find me. I am at peace now. I'm with James and Lily again, I love you and as long as you remember that I will always remain in your heart".

Harry was quickly becoming choked up on emotions; he felt tears burn behind his eyes as he continued to listen to Sirius.

Sirius continued speaking, "I got to go back, and please when it comes to Voldemort trust your gut instincts and never doupt yourself. Your parents and I have no doubts that you will defeat Voldemort. Just be true to yourself and trust Dumbledore. In addition, can you do one more thing for me? Tell Moony to go buy some new robes, and be there for him. He is the last true maurder left. Take care of each other."

Harry could only nod. He felt the tears begin to prick against the back of his eyelids. Sirius was quickly fading out through the mist. Harry could no longer hold the tears back no longer. The tears stream down his face in rivers as Sirius left.

Harry woke up and he founds his cheeks cold and wet with tears. He continued to cry silently for a while longer. Harry felt his emotional floodgate pour out from him, but oddly, he felt better afterwards.

He silently got up he quietly entered the common room, and he saw Ginny sleeping on the chair. He went over to her, and kissed her on the forehead. She stirred but did not wake up. He conjured a blanket, he gently tucked her in he gave her another kiss. He silently crept back to bed and he fell into a restful dreamless sleep.

Sorry the chapter is so short; the next one will be longer. Please keep reviewing.