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I hope you enjoy this story that I got from katie13 (yes another one) that she said that she had never put up on this site.

Chapter 33

After reading half-asleep Harry a bedtime story, Sirius tucked him into bed and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

Then, he made his way through the room to the door. Just as he was about to touch the handle, though, a strange light began to fill the room. Sirius whirled around in shock.

In the middle of the room, there stood a man and a woman. Both of whom seemed extremely familiar to Sirius…..

Sirius could feel himself pale as blackness clouded his vision and he swayed on his feet in complete shock. "What-" he croaked disbelievingly, weakly, as he steadied himself on the door.

The man eyed him with concern. "Padfoot, old friend, you look like you've seen a ghost! Maybe you should sit down?"

Sirius felt his knees go weak and grasped the door handle like it was a lifeline.

"You mustn't tell!" the woman scolded gently.

"I haven't," the man said, almost defensively. "And I won't, don't worry. Padfoot, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to give you such a fright."

Sirius opened his mouth to ask the question he had wanted to ask since he had seen the two people first.

"I- How?" he whispered weakly.

The woman sighed. "I'm sorry; Sirius, but we can't tell you. It is not time for you and Harry to know."

Harry, who had been watching this exchange curiously, felt himself getting a little impatient.

"Alright, but when is the time?" he wanted to know.

Both the man and the woman turned to smile at him softly.

"As soon as you turn fifteen, Harry, I promise," the man said softly, still smiling.

Harry sighed. It was an awfully long time till he turned fifteen! But Harry was not stupid; he recognized a losing battle when he saw one. In this case, he could tell, complaining would do no good.

Harry's resignation must have shown on his face because the woman quickly changed the topic.

"How are you?" she asked, concern in her eyes. Harry found that a little strange, as he didn't even know her, but decided to answer anyway.

"I'm great!" Harry said, smiling widely, "Padfoot here is taking care of me now."

The two people smiled at Harry and Sirius softly.

But Sirius suddenly realized that Harry had not been surprised at the man and woman's presence. Almost as if…....

"You have been here before?" he asked incredulously.

The man smiled. "We have came a few times," he admitted.

Sirius frowned. Harry should have told him! And why hadn't he noticed their presence? "When?"

"I'll tell you later, Sirius," the woman sighed, "Our time here is up."

"Why?" Sirius asked urgently. He didn't want them to go; it had been such a short meeting, a few minutes at the most.

The man smiled soothingly. "We'll be back, Sirius. But we can't stay for now. Until the Year of the Dead, we can't do anything.

And with that, and a final smile at Harry and his godfather, the glow and the people disappeared.

Sirius stared at the spot where they had been for a few minutes, feeling completely dumbfounded. Then, he realized that Harry was looking incredibly exhausted and a little shaken.

Quickly, Sirius sat down on the bed beside his godson and pulled him into a protective embrace.

"Harry, how are you feeling?" Sirius asked quietly.

Harry yawned and snuggled into his godfather's chest. "Tired," he mumbled.

Sirius smiled softly and kissed the top of Harry's head. "Ok then, go to sleep, kiddo." Sirius tucked his small godson into bed and quietly left the room.

"Good Night, Daddy!" Harry whispered, and then he was fast asleep.

Still smiling softly, Sirius sat down at his desk and prepared to write a letter to Hogwarts' esteemed headmaster.

Albus,

You will not believe what happened tonight. I had just brought Harry to bed and was just about to leave the room, when a strange light appeared in the midst of the room and a split second later to people. Or rather, two ghosts- Lily and James Potter.

They would not tell Harry or me why or how they were there, but they have apparently been to see him before. James mentioned something about "The Year of the Dead".

Do you have any idea when that is or what it means? Do you think that there is a possibility that James and Lily could come back to life? Please write back quickly and tell me what you think about this!

Anxiously awaiting your reply,

Sirius

Sirius sent the letter off with Starlight and then went to bed himself, an insane hope blossoming inside him. Would Lily and James Potter be the first people to ever return from the dead?

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