All right... I can already see all the 'He isn't dead' sort of reviews. I don't know if he's dead or not, but I don't think he's comming back, so let's assume he's dead. I'll miss him, but at least I know how this chapter should begin ;P

And I'm probably going to write about some characters who are still definately alive. (In fact I'm already working on Luna. Don't want her to die too soon, but Death comes to everyone.) It might take a while because I have to think about how they could die :P

II(:

3. Sirius

Sirius Black had many problems. Nearly the whole world was out to get him. Most people believed that he was a murderer. And the worst thing about it was that the man he had supposedly killed was still alive. His mother had died about ten years ago and hadn't seen him for nearly twenty years, but it didn't stop her from yelling at him from a portrait at least three times a day. And he'd been stuck in a house he hated for nearly a year. At this particular moment, however, his biggest problem was Bellatrix Lestrange, standing in front of him, her wand pointing at him...

At least he was finally out of that horrible house. Of course, he would have preferred to simply go for a little walk, but after three years of hiding anyone would understand that it might not be the best idea… Well, you can't have everything. At least he knew he was doing something useful…

He dodged another curse. That wasn't really so difficult. They had fought before, and he had always been better at it than she was. So what if she used unforgivables? She missed anyway!

'Come on, you can do better than that!' he laughed at her.

And, to his surprise, she proved that she actually could. You should never underestimate your enemy. The spell that hit him didn't hurt much, but it did cause him to fall. Backwards. And falling backwards in a room as full of mysteries as this one is never good. Especially when there is a very mysterious veil behind you…

He fell. And fell. And went through the veil. And hit the floor. He didn't feel any different.

He got up quickly and ran back to the veil. There wasn't time for thinking about how it looked exactly the same from this side. There was a battle going on. But then, as he reached the veil, he felt a bony hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see whose hand it was. A Death Eater? An Auror? He wasn't sure what would be worse…

He thought he'd been prepared for the worst. But he had not expected this.

'What's going on?' he asked, and then he saw an hourglass in Death's hand and a dead body lying on the floor. His own body.

'Am I… Am I dead?' he asked.

YES. YOU ARE, Death answered.

'I can't go back there, can I?' he asked. He wasn't as afraid o dying as some other people, but nobody really wants to die. Even when someone tries to kill themselves, some part of them still hopes to fail. And he had been killed after all.

I DO NOT THINK SO. UNLESS YOU BECOME A GHOST, BUT YOU PROBABLY WOULDN'T LIKE IT.

'I guess I wouldn't. Nearly Headless Nick once told me…' he stopped. That's not the point! 'But they need me, you see,' he tried.

EVERYBODY LEAVES SOMETHING BEHIND, said Death reasonably, ALL THE TIME. IF YOU DIDN'T, THERE WOULD BE NO POINT IN LIVING.

'But… The duel…'

I AM AFRAID YOU LOST. SORRY.

'That's so unfair! Where is the justice?' he asked the question he had been dying to ask for the last fifteen years.

THERE IS NO JUSTICE, ONLY ME.(1)

'Damn. I should have known…'

(1) And JKR