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This chapter has been Beta Read by DragonSlayer2187, who I thank so much, she has been awesome in getting this story sounding a hell of a lot better!

Thanks go to Lily and George who translated the title, Yume no Naka ni Seishin, which means Spirit in the Dream, thanks also go to Kapony2 and Dead Feather who helped get this fic sorted out

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Yume no Naka in Seishin

Chapter Three

Harry and Remus strolled into the graveyard; there was still two hours before Sirius' memorial. Harry let the werewolf lead the way to his parent's graves, as he knew his way through the maze of gravestones. This didn't surprise Harry, as he was sure that the older wizard had come here often over the years.

Remus came to a sudden halt and Harry, not paying much attention, almost ran into the back of him. Looking around Remus, Harry spotted a large marker with the names of his parent's engraved into it. Slowly he stepped around his honorary uncle and walked up to it. He came to a stop just before it and knelt down, he brought up his right hand and ran it over the name of his dad, and then over his mother's. He paused for a few seconds and took a breath, as he then read the inscription carved below, 'The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death,' it reminded him of Dumbledore a little, and knew it would have been something that the old man would have had carved into it.

He stayed kneeled there for a few more minutes, trying to sear into his mind this moment of actually seeing his parent's final resting place for the first time. He was thankful that Remus remained quiet as he thought about his parents.

Giving a sigh, after a few moments, he stood up and put his hand on top of the cold stone monument, turning his head a little towards Remus, but not taking his eyes off the two names, he whispered, "I never thought I would get the chance to come here."

Harry heard Remus shuffle a little closer and could feel the guilt now radiating off the old werewolf as he responded with a voice laced with the same feeling, "I'm sorry Harry, and we should have brought you here a long time ago."

Wanting to make sure that Remus understood that he had nothing to feel guilty over, he turned around to face the older wizard saying firmly, "Remus, it's fine, you have nothing to be sorry for. I know it was the last thing on anyone's mind, especially with the way things happened while I was at Hogwarts."

"It does matter though Harry, you should have been brought here as soon as you were brought back into the Wizarding World. They're your parents, and I know that you never got the chance to say goodbye to them." Remus argued in a soft voice, mixed with sadness at failing to take him. He moved closer to the teen and put a comforting hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze to make his point.

At that moment Harry wanted to tell Remus everything about his Necromancy and how he had the chance to see them, get to know them a little, and to even say goodbye, but he quickly realized now was not the right time to reveal one of his biggest secrets, so he settled with saying, "Maybe you're right Remus, but the important thing is that I'm here now."

Remus smiled and brought the young teen into a hug, and squeezed him gently while whispering into his ear, "Well, you now have a chance to tell them anything you wish. I'll be over by the gate so you can have a little privacy." He then let go of Harry and walked away, with his shoulders hunched slightly and a small limp, towards the gate.

Harry stood and watched Remus walk away; he turned back to his parent's grave and knelt down once again. He was there for the rest of the two hours, just talking about anything and everything. It was nice and therapeutic, even though he had gotten to talk to his parent's face to face, it was never to sit and chat. It was always about something he didn't get or how to defeat Voldemort. He felt a little closer to them, being able to tell them everything that was on his mind, things most kids and teens would have been able to tell their parents face to face.

At the two hour mark Remus walked back to Harry and not wanting to startle the boy he said very softly, "Harry, it's time, people are beginning to arrive."

Harry had sensed Remus approach and had already started to wrap up his one sided conversation. Hearing the older wizard's voice he looked up and nodded his head. He then slowly stood up and took one last look at the grave, before turning around and following Remus toward the crowd of people that had started to gather in the middle of the graveyard.

As Harry drew closer to the crowd he started to make out many of the faces. Most of them were from the Order and some even from the Department of Ministries. There happened to be a pair of faces that shocked him in being there. Toward the back of the crowd and a little away from the actual main body of people, stood Draco Lucius Malfoy and his mother, Narcissa Black Malfoy. Harry wondered why they were there, as Narcissa had never seemed to like Sirius and totally disowned him, like the rest of the Black Family.

Shrugging it off he continued towards where Sirius' marker would be placed, next to James and Lily's. As he drew closer to the small stage and podium, he saw Ron and Hermione making their way towards him and not too far behind them was Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Harry, are you all right?" Hermione asked as soon as she reached him and quickly had her arms wrapped tight around him and gave a strong squeeze. Harry could just feel the worry and concern she had for him, but underneath it radiated the sibling affection she felt towards him.

When Hermione finally let go, he stepped back and gave a nod of his head along with a reassuring smile, it was a little watered down from his normal smile, but it was all he could muster under the circumstances, and replied softly, "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Hermione questioned, having caught the weak smile. By now Ron had caught up to the both of them and was looking Harry over to make sure nothing was out of place.

"I am, don't worry so much." Harry told her firmly, but also looking at Ron and giving a nod.

"Well, all right mate." Ron said giving Harry a nod back that he understood he didn't want to get into it.

Dumbledore had just made it to the group as Ron spoke and watched the three of them with a smile on his face before he addressed Harry, "Well Harry, as I mentioned, Remus set this up, but he has forgotten to get somebody to speak."

Remus, who was feeling a little odd being around the three teens, spoke up now to answer Dumbledore, "I haven't forgotten Albus, I was hoping Harry would say a few things and I plan to speak as well." He then glanced at Harry to see if he would be okay with his arrangement.

Harry's eyes widened and his voice held a little bit of panic as he looked up at his friend, "I don't know about that, what would I say?"

Remus smiled at the little bit of fear Harry was showing and just patted him on the shoulder as he stated, "Whatever is in your heart Harry."

Harry stood there for a few minutes staring off into space and mulling over in his mind what his heart wanted him to say about his Godfather. Once he settled on something he gave a nod of his head to Remus, Dumbledore, Hermione, and Ron. Seeing his nod they all smiled and made the rest of the way to the small stage and podium that had been set up earlier that day for the occasion.

It didn't take long to get there and a few more minutes of waiting for everybody to get settled and once they were sure nobody else was coming Remus gave a reassuring smile to Harry and motioned for him to go ahead. Harry slowly made his way up the stage and over to the podium, he didn't have to wait long for people to quiet down, once they saw him standing at the podium.

Clearing his throat and trying to hide his nervousness Harry shakily began his talk; "We are here to say goodbye to my Godfather and someone who quickly became a father figure to me in the short amount of time I was able to know him." He once again cleared his throat, but found his confidence rising and continued a little steadier now, letting the feelings he had towards Sirius strengthen him, "Sirius Black had a sense of humor that not many people could appreciate, but one that made me smile and laugh when I thought things could not get any worse. When I was down, a letter from my Godfather would lift my spirits once again and remind me that I wasn't alone and that I had him, my friends, and many others standing beside me." Harry smiled at the memories that were coming to the surface and decided to share a few with the gathered crowd, "Sirius told me of the things he got up to in school with my father and Remus. I am sure not all of his time was good, but he only told me those stories that made him remember the happier times in his life, when he was surrounded by his friends." His smile going a little sad at that before he carried on, "He also told me of the things that happened when I was a baby; he gave me precious memories of a time I would never be able to remember. Many of you here know that I only got the chance to spend the one Christmas with him, but it is one that I will always remember. I was surrounded by friends and family, but what I will remember most is the pranks he played on the Weasley twins and Remus. The one prank that stands out the most in my mind though, is the one he did on Molly Weasley."

At this Molly exclaimed, "I don't believe it!"

This had everybody in the crowd chuckling and Harry was even laughing a little. Smiling he looked at Molly and said, "I'm sorry, but he did and it left us laughing for hours. I'm sure you remember it as it left your hair in an afro that was bright green and your skin would change colors depending on the mood you were in during the day, and at the beginning it was a vivid red, then it mellowed to yellow and I believe I saw purple, and I know that was because of mischief being planned. I remember being so disappointed when it went away after a couple of hours and I believe you were trying to pin it on the twins and even went as far to try to get them back." By now the whole crowd was roaring with laughter and poor Molly was red from embarrassment and had a look of mock anger on her face.

Shaking her fist in the air she yelled with a mischievous smile on her face, "Oh, I would have so loved to have got him back for that one." That just made everybody laugh more, for everybody knew the Weasley twins got their pranking streak from her.

Sobering up from his laughing fit Harry could now feel the tears threatening to fall and he was sure his voice quivered a few times, but he had to say it, "I don't want to say good bye to Sirius, so for now I will say see you later, because I know that when it comes to my time to pass on, he will be there to greet me along with my parents. So, see you later Sirius and play a few pranks on my mum, she sounds like the more serious one out of my parents."

Done with his speech Harry bowed his head and moved aside for Remus to take over and tell his own stories. Remus speech was a little longer then Harry's as he had known Sirius longer and interacted with him more. He made everybody crack up with his stories of them in school and everybody grew sober as they learned how his family treated him before he had run away to the Potter family. Remus' speech lasted a good half an hour and he ended it with a see you later like Harry had.

Then Harry came back to the front with Remus and lead everybody over to where James and Lilly Potter's graves sat. Once they reached their destination Remus and Harry both took out their wands and recited an incantation that slowly formed into a stone marker next to the other grave marker. On it was carved, Here Lies Sirius Black; Marauder for Life and of course in Death, Harry smiled at it and then him and Remus told everybody that there was food, drink, and social gathering of friends at the Burrow.

Slowly the crowds began to disperse, but Harry turned around to look at the two memorials of three people he deeply cared about one last time before he left. While he was standing there he felt the presence of someone else standing behind him. Turning around he was shocked to find it was Malfoy, looking a little nervous, but still with his nose up in the air, his snobby attitude still there.

"Potter," came the usual smooth cold greeting from Draco.

"Malfoy," Harry responded back. Then he asked, "What are you doing here?"

At the words Draco started to shift his feet a little back and forth, as his nervousness showed up. Finally he seemed to collect himself and his face went blank as he looked Harry right in the eyes, with his own gray ones showing resolve, he voice serious as he spoke, "Sirius may not have been close family, but he was still family." his eyes left Harry's as he looked to the gravestones and over the three names on them before he continued, "You do realize my mother was a Black before she married my bastard of a father?" he brought his gaze back up to Harry's with a questioning look.

"Yeah, I knew she was Sirius' cousin, I'm just more shocked you called your Dad a bastard." Harry answered trying to mask his surprise.

At this Draco snorted and with venom lacing his voice said, "After seeing what the supposed Great and Powerful Dark Lord did to my father after you escaped last year I wanted no part in any of it, but my father had already decided that I would take the Dark Mark next year. He then wanted me to do some mission and begged Voldemort to pick me. My father kept telling Voldemort that I would be able to complete the mission and I wouldn't fail. Voldemort told him that if I did fail that he would kill my mother and me as punishment for my father." Draco's hands curled into fists at his sides and his arms were visibly shaking from his rage, as he looked at the ground spitting out the next sentence. "I would do anything to protect my mother and here was my own father, who supposedly loved her, gambling with her life. I wasn't worried about my own, but my mother is a whole different story, she means everything to me." Draco let out a loud breath of air and finally got control of his emotions before looking up at Harry and letting gratitude into his voice continued, "I guess what I mean to say Potter is thank you for getting rid of Voldemort. You ended up saving my mother and I would do anything to protect her, which means I will show you gratitude, though I still have a slight dislike for you." he finished with a raised eyebrow to his school rival.

Harry could no longer keep the shock off his face at hearing those words and just stood there staring for a few minutes till Draco started fidgeting and snapped at him, "Don't just stand there staring Potter, people might start questioning your intelligence, if they haven't already."

Harry snapped out of it at Draco's remark and sent him a glare, before softening his look and asking curiously, "What do you plan to do now?"

Draco gave what looked like genuine smile as he replied; "My mother plans on getting a divorce, and now that father is in Azkaban permanently, and is taking back the Black name. I plan on taking the Malfoy Lordship and try to restore the family back to its former glory. What about you Potter?"

Nodding his head Harry smiled and said, "Well, I have already taken on the Lordships of Potter and Black and as for what I am going to do after that; I'm not going to tell you. Though you'll hear a little about it in the papers soon enough."

Another snort left Draco as he then replied, "Fine Potter, I will see you around, I suppose." He then turned around and walked toward the gate, where Narcissa was waiting.

Harry rolled his eyes at the strange encounter he just had with Malfoy and was glad to be moving to Japan. At least he wouldn't have to deal with him anymore. Deciding he had spent enough time in front of the graves he also turned around and headed toward the gate. He saw that Remus, Ron, Hermione, and Headmaster Dumbledore were standing just outside of it waiting on him to join them.

Harry was glad all of the planning and paperwork was done, but a sharp pain still lingered in his heart over Sirius. He would never be able to talk with him again or ask for his advice on anything; he could not even summon him, knowing that it could disrupt the flow of souls if he did it too often. The thing Harry knew he would miss the most would be pulling pranks on people and having fun with his Godfather. Harry hoped that by moving away from all the stuff that reminded him of his Godfather will help lessen the pain, but he knew it would also take time. Harry would always remember Sirius and he hoped one day he would be able to look back on his memories in fondness and not with the sharp pain that lingered in his heart at that moment.

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