Dear Lord... I just remembered I forgot to add one of the most important facts in the whole story... And I better say this now before never... this story takes place after JK Rowling's Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. It does not come with any spoilers as the two later books were not published by the time I started to write this. I hope that can cover up some question marks.

Chapter 6 May he rest in peace

The clouds hung low over the hills. The were all stone-grey , ready to cry and minute. Perhaps they were about to cry for the dead, and for this noble dead man who not too long ago, was taken away from the people who loved and respected him. But no tears, rain or salt could cover up to the emptiness Harry felt in his heart. Sirius, the one and only Sirius was dead. His godfather, who had been so alive, so happy with him, his godson. He had dreamt of a life in freedom, were borders could not be made. Why did he have to die? He knew it was his fault. Why didn't he just listen to people who knew better than him, everyone who had tried to warn him. He should have studied harder on his Occlumency lessons, because then none of this would have happened. Or would it...?

He began doubting if the old Prophecy was true. Dumbledore had told him the previous year that in the end it would weigh on him and Voldemort. But how do you kill the most powerful wizard that exists. Remembering their last encounter he had been so lucky. If Dumbledore had not come, he would probably have joined his parents and godfather in death.

A coffin was placed in the earth, covered by great bouquets of flowers. Harry knew that it didn't contain the real body of Sirius. The real body had disappeared only months ago into the Veil, no one would ever be able to retrieve it. Instead the coffin contained a charm that looked like Sirius in death, like a sleeping man who would any minute wake up and smile back at him. On the gravestone was a single inscription:

Here lies Sirius Black. The last of the pure Blacks'.

A silent stream of tears trickled down his cheek, but he wasn't the only one who cried. Next too him stood Hermione with a napkin, to swipe away the waterfall of tears that came. Lupin had his hand over his face, hiding his own sorrow from the others.. Small glittering tears could be seen behind his fingers. The well-dressed Tonks had buried her face in her hands, she too felt very sad.

Earth was tossed over the coffin. Tears, and more flowers followed it down. God what they would miss those barks and that big dog. Lupin was the first one able to speak of his old friend.

"Goodbye, my old friend... We had a really good time... you, me, and the rest of the gang. I'm going to miss you so much, yet like you would say, life must carry on..."

"Goodbye Sirius" Tonks said halfway from tears again. " Thanks for everything, thanks for your support and friendship. "

Mad- Eye Moody was the next person to speak.

"You were a noble man. Not like those foul dark loving ancestors you had. I think you were very brave to befriend us mugglelovers instead of following your parents regulations. And when you offered us your house as Headquarters, I think I almost received a heart attack of joy. You were a brave man, typical that Lestrange- woman got you. Rest now brave warrior, I promise you I'll come up with a plan against that irritating woman..."

There were many to show their sorrow of Sirius death. After Moody's speech Hermione said some words, followed by Professor Dumbledore and Snape, who had arrived to throw some last comments at his old enemy. After that Malfoy, came with some well-chosen words, much to Harry's surprise. At last, it became Harry's turn.

"I don't exactly know were to start. I don't know really why I'm here. Sirius, my godfather, my parents' best friend. I guess I'm here to wish you luck in your afterlife, if there is any. Who knows, guess only the dead. I wish you were still here, I miss you so much, we all do. Look after my parents, if your there with them. Look after them, and may you rest in peace. Rest in peace Padfoot."

The sky darkened as rain started to shower down. Over the millions of raindrops three spirits looked down. Three spirits, whose names once had been James Potter, Lily Potter and Sirius Black.

(Hogwarts)

Cassandra Ridgeback sat on her bed in the girls' dormitory, for the new sixth-year. She couldn't believe she was sitting in a Gryffindor dorm. She was a natural Ravenclaw, why had the Hat refused from putting her in her own house.

Spirits of life, spirits of death

Hear our song, hear our prayers

The five, the worthy will rise again

Arise as war rolls, blood drops, life flee.

TBC

Try listening to "Into the West" by Annie Lennox and you are very close to the mood in this chapter.