Chap 7. Sirius
All was silent and dark. Suddenly the door opened and a black medium size dog entered to the room. I stood majestically in the middle of the enormous place while I saw; the animagus change into his human shape in front of me.
He approached me in a hurry, and when I saw him I immediately recognized him. Sirius Black was standing above me, watching his reflection in my mirror. When I saw the image inside me, I felt something inside me broke. It was the saddest thing I've ever had to see.
The image itself was happy, but what took us there was sad. Sirius had been 12 years inside Azkaban, and now, out of there, he only wished one thing.
James Potter and Lily Evans next to him. Alive. He could see Peter regretting everything, and Remus not being a werewolf. And he, he was with Harry, teaching him to play quidditch while all the rest of his friends supported Harry from the back. He could see himself happy, and without that awful looks that Azkaban gave him. He saw Remus, happy and healthy. He saw James and Lily hug while watching proudly at Harry. And he saw Peter not being a death eater. Being nice to James and Lily and not coming down to Voldemort.
Sirius cried all the way while he saw these beautiful images. He turned around knowing that nothing he saw in there would be true. Remus WAS a werewolf, James and Lily were dead. Harry had 13 years old and hated him for "giving up his parents". And Peter, was turned into a rat, who had given up his best friends to death.