Harry's eyelids fluttered open. Eve

Harry's eyelids fluttered open. Everything was bathed in white light. He was lying in a four poster bed, covered in white quilts. The hangings around the bed were drawn back, allowing the bright light to shine through. A crisp breeze rustled the hangings gently as it swept smoothly between the posts. Harry sat up quickly and rubbed his eyes, looking about the strange room that appeared all in white. Then he realized that he could see.

"Am I dead..?" He asked aloud.

"No." Came a familiar voice from his side. "You're hovering between life and death."

"Sirius?" Harry's heart leapt as he looked to his left to see his godfather sitting in a chair at the side of his bed.

"Hello Harry. I wasn't expecting to see you so soon." Sirius said grimly, his face looking drawn with worry.

"I was hoping to see you this soon." Harry replied, with a small smile.

"Don't be so bloody stupid." Sirius said edgily, shifting his glance away. "Why didn't you stop him?"

"I couldn't." Harry said indignantly. "Dumbledore bound my magic."

"I know what Dumbledore did! Why didn't you fight your Uncle off? You could have got away, you're a smart boy Harry.. you've done it before." Sirius' yell fading to sadness.

Silence fell.

"I didn't want too.." Harry admitted quietly.

"Harry.." Sirius began.

"No." Harry interrupted. "You tell me, Sirius. Tell me what I have left to live for? Answer me that? Now that you're gone.. What do I have left?" His anger dissolving to tears.

"Hermione." Sirius said simply.

"Hermione?" Harry repeated. "She doesn't love me, Sirius. She only thinks of me as her friend."

"Did you ask her this? Or did you come to this conclusion on your own?" Sirius questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"It doesn't matter how I know, I just know." Harry said quietly.

"Perhaps," Sirius began thoughtfully, "You aren't as smart as I thought you were."

"Perhaps you're as big a pain in my ass dead as you were alive." Harry retorted.

A grin appeared on Sirius' face. "I missed you."

Suddenly, before he could answer, the world about Harry seemed to short out, the images before him distorting, then becoming clear once more. His perception flickered between the bright light of the room where he and Sirius sat, and another world bathed in complete darkness, like a dying street lamp. Harry looked around in alarm to see Sirius disappearing and reappearing from view in broken sections. All at once, voices came to his ears like interference on a telephone line.

..."He's gone all still.." a familiar male voice said.

"It's OK, he's still breathing. The pain relief potion must finally be having some effect.." a woman's voice came.

"I can't imagine how it has any.." His voice temporarily cut out, then continued. "..I wonder what his name is.."...

"Harry?" Sirius' voice broke in, as the world dissolved back into the white room.

"What?" Harry shook himself, and the voices disappeared. "Who was that?"

"Who was who?" Sirius asked in confusion.

"Those voices.. they came out of the darkness.." Harry said lost in thought.

Sirius gave Harry a perplexed look. "OK, kid.. I didn't hear any voices. The only voice I heard was my desperate and lonely one saying how much I missed you. If you're just making up an excuse so you don't have to say it back you needn't bother.."

"Oh.. I missed you too.." Harry said quickly, and he meant it.

Sirius folded his arms. "Obviously." He said raising his eyebrow, "You journeyed all this way just to be with me, I should be touched, however, I find myself a little pissed off."

Harry groaned. "You made your point."

"No I bloody didn't. If you weren't already hovering between the two realms I'd kill you myself. What were you thinking, Harry?"

"I was thinking, Gee, I miss Sirius, I wonder what hell is like in the summer time, maybe I should pay him a visit." Harry replied.

Sirius gave him a scathing look. "Don't even think about giving up Harry. You're going back."

"How did I know you'd say that?" Harry said in a bored voice.

"Because, like I said Harry, You're a smart boy." Sirius said with a small smile.

"Sirius.. Things are so bad back there.."

"I know, Harry. But you'll get through it. You have a long road ahead of you, but you can do it Harry, I know you can." Sirius said bracingly, clasping Harry's shoulder.

Harry nodded soberly, staring down at his fidgeting fingers picking at the quilt on his bed. Seeing Sirius was something he had not expected yet had secretly hoped for. Despite the fact that he knew he now must go back, he felt some comfort in having talked with his Godfather. He only wished that he could always find a way to talk to Sirius.

A sudden flicker of darkness overpowered the white room once more, but came and went with the blink of an eye. Harry spun his head around to look at Sirius. To Harry's surprise, Sirius did not seem to notice that anything had happened at all. As it disappeared Harry found himself wondering what it was, what was causing it, and who the voices belonged too. Suddenly a thought entered his mind and he looked up from the bedcovers to face Sirius.

"Sirius?"

"Yes?"

"If I'm not alive or dead.. and I can see you.. Can I see my parents? Are they here too?" Harry asked quietly.

Sirius frowned. "No Harry, I'm afraid that's just not possible."

Harry looked slightly annoyed. "But I can see you. Why not them?"

"You just can't Harry."

"Don't they want to see me?" He asked angrily.

"Oh they do."

"Then where are they?"

"They're with you." Sirius said quietly.

"What?" Harry said looking around. "No they aren't. What are you talking about? If you say 'they're in my heart, always', I'll kick your ass."

Sirius smiled sadly. "That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?"

"I'm sorry Harry, but there is someone else here who wants to meet with you." Sirius pushed forward.

"Who?" Harry asked in surprise.


Sirius grinned. "You'll see. Might want to think about getting out of bed though."

Harry looked down and threw the bedcovers back, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. His chest was bare of clothing, but he wore a pair of long black cargo pants that dragged on the ground around his bare feet. His jet black hair was scruffy as usual and it remained that way despite his attempts to smooth it out.

"Where is this person?"

"We have to go to him." Sirius said, standing lightly from the chair.

"Him?"

Sirius grinned again. "You'll see when we get there."

"I hate it when you know something I don't. You enjoy rubbing it in way too much." Harry grumbled as he pushed himself to his feet, causing another flicker of the strange darkness. Wary, Harry tested his footing on the wooden floorboards before putting his full weight on the ground.

Sirius shrugged, not noticing Harry's cautious movements.

"It's a weakness." He admitted.

As Harry stood he got his first real look of the room he was in. It was a large room, sporting a large window reaching to the floor on the eastern wall. The bright light emanated from the window, filling the whole room which shone pearly white. The floor was comprised of solid oak floorboards, that shone brilliantly, their color absorbed by the strange light. A door stood ajar opposite the window, revealing black.

"Through there?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"No. You can't go through there yet." Sirius said grimly.

"Then how do we get out?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"Get out?" Sirius asked in surprise.

Even as the words left Sirius' mouth Harry noticed the room was disappearing. The walls about him seemed to be unmaking themselves, disappearing piece by piece back down to ground level. As he turned to look behind him he noticed the bed had vanished, and in its place was the shore of a large lake that glistened in the same white light that was now emanating from the sky. Turning back to Sirius he saw that they now stood on the edge of a forest clearing, where the trees broke to make way for the lake. The great Willow trees towered above them, waving their branches mournfully in the same breeze that had blown through Harry's bed moments ago.

"Sirius.. What just happened?" Harry asked in awe.

When Sirius didn't answer Harry turned around to find him staring out over the lake.

"Where are we?" Harry asked again.

"Where Myrddin Emrys has decided to meet you." he replied.

"Myrddin Emrys? You mean Merlin..?" Harry asked in surprise, as suddenly a figure appeared in the lake.

On the edge, standing in the shallows of the water, a lone figure stood, black against the harsh light. Once again the darkness flickered through his vision, only this time it did not disappear so quickly. The world began to fade in and out, as if he were flicking back and forth between dimensions, never fully being in either one at any time. The voices came to his ears again, muffled, as if he heard them from afar.

..."I'm going to try the owl James.. ...know how long he will.. ...needs to know.. maybe if she sees him.." the woman's voice broke and crackled.

"... Don't think it'll... It'd be a miracle... ...recognize him anyway..."...

"Harry?" Sirius repeated.

Harry jumped, shaking his head hastily to bring the world back into focus.

"Sorry.. Is that him?" Harry said, as he gazed at the shadowy form in the water before.

Sirius nodded.

"I can't see.. the light is too bright." Harry said wincing as his eyes watered.

Sirius laughed quietly. "He will reveal himself to you. But now I must go."

"What? No." Harry said in panic.

Sirius laughed. "Don't worry Harry, I'll be here when you're done."

"Oh." Harry said quietly, relaxing a little.

"Good luck." Sirius said, and in a moment he disappeared.

"Wait!" Harry called. "What does he want?"

The crisp breeze blew through his hair and he shivered, wrapping his arms around his bare chest. Sirius did not answer. Harry's gaze shifted back towards the lake, and he froze when he saw that the shadowed figure was stopped, perfectly still, just staring at him. He was standing in the rippling water that rose half way b

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Mí mắt của Harry fluttered mở. Tất cả mọi thứ tắm trong ánh sáng trắng. Ông nằm trên giường 4 cọc, được bảo hiểm trong trắng quilts. Treo xung quanh giường đã được rút ra trở lại, cho phép ánh sáng để tỏa sáng qua. Một khoe sắc nét rustled treo nhẹ nhàng như nó xuôi trơn tru giữa các bài viết. Harry ngồi lên một cách nhanh chóng và cọ xát mắt của mình, tìm về phòng kỳ lạ xuất hiện tất cả trong trắng. Sau đó ông nhận ra rằng ông có thể nhìn thấy."Tôi chết rồi...?" Ông hỏi aloud."Số" Đến một giọng nói quen thuộc từ bên mình. "Bạn đang lơ lửng giữa sự sống và cái chết.""Sirius?" Trái tim của Harry nhảy khi ông nhìn của ông bên trái để xem bố đỡ đầu ngồi trên ghế ở phía bên giường của mình."Xin chào Harry. Tôi đã không hy vọng để xem bạn sớm như vậy." Sirius grimly, nói khuôn mặt của mình tìm cách rút ra với lo lắng."Tôi đã hy vọng để xem bạn sớm này." Harry trả lời với một nụ cười nhỏ."Không như vậy đẫm máu stupid." Sirius, ông edgily, chuyển dịch trong nháy mắt của mình đi. "Tại sao không bạn ngăn chặn anh ta?""Tôi không thể." Harry nói indignantly. "Giáo sư Dumbledore ràng buộc ma thuật của tôi.""Tôi biết những gì cụ Dumbledore đã làm! Tại sao bạn không chống chú lại? Bạn có thể có được đi, bạn là một cậu bé thông minh Harry... bạn đã thực hiện nó trước khi." Sirius' la lên mờ dần đến nỗi buồn.Im lặng rơi."Tôi không muốn quá.." Harry nhận lặng lẽ."Harry..." Sirius đã bắt đầu."Số" Harry gián đoạn. "Bạn nói cho tôi, Sirius. Cho tôi biết những gì tôi còn sống? Trả lời tôi mà? Bây giờ mà bạn đang đi... Những gì làm tôi có trái?" Tức giận của ông bao gồm hòa tan đến nước mắt."Hermione." Sirius nói đơn giản."Hermione?" Harry lặp đi lặp lại. "Cô ấy không yêu tôi, Sirius. Cô chỉ nghĩ về tôi như bạn bè của cô.""Đã làm bạn hỏi cô điều này? Hoặc đã làm bạn đi đến kết luận này của riêng bạn? " Sirius đặt câu hỏi với một lông mày lớn lên."Nó không quan trọng như thế nào tôi biết, tôi chỉ biết." Harry nói nhẹ nhàng."Có lẽ," Sirius bắt đầu thận trọng, "Bạn không thông minh như tôi nghĩ cậu.""Có lẽ bạn đang là một nỗi đau lớn trong ass của tôi đã chết khi cậu còn sống." Harry retorted.Một grin đã xuất hiện trên khuôn mặt của Sirius. "Tôi mất bạn."Đột nhiên, trước khi ông có thể trả lời, trên thế giới về Harry có vẻ để ngắn, những hình ảnh trước khi anh ta bóp méo, sau đó trở thành rõ ràng một lần nữa. Nhận thức của ông flickered giữa ánh sáng của căn phòng nơi ông và Sirius ngồi, và thế giới khác tắm trong bóng tối, như một đèn đường phố đang hấp hối. Harry nhìn xung quanh trong các báo động để xem Sirius biến mất và reappearing từ chế độ xem trong phần bị hỏng. Tất cả cùng một lúc, tiếng nói đã đến đôi tai của mình giống như sự can thiệp vào một đường dây điện thoại.... "Ông đã đi tất cả vẫn còn.." một giọng Nam quen thuộc cho biết."It's OK, anh ấy vẫn còn thở. Lọ thuốc giảm đau phải cuối cùng đã có một số hiệu ứng..."tiếng nói của một người phụ nữ đến."Tôi không thể tưởng tượng như thế nào nó có bất kỳ..." Tiếng nói của ông tạm thời cắt ra, sau đó tiếp tục. "..Tôi tự hỏi những gì tên là.. "..."Harry?" Sirius' giọng nói đã phá vỡ trong, như là thế giới hòa tan trở lại căn phòng trắng."Những gì?" Harry bắt mình, và tiếng nói biến mất. "Những người đã là đó?""Những người đã là người?" Sirius hỏi trong sự nhầm lẫn."Những tiếng nói... họ đã ra khỏi bóng tối..." Harry nói bị mất trong suy nghĩ.Sirius đã cho Harry một cái nhìn perplexed. "OK, đứa trẻ... Tôi đã không nghe thấy tiếng nói bất kỳ. Tiếng nói duy nhất tôi nghe nói là của tôi tuyệt vọng và cô đơn nhất nói bao nhiêu tôi mất bạn. Nếu bạn chỉ đang làm lên một cái cớ để bạn không cần phải nói nó trở lại bạn không cần phải bận tâm...""Oh... Tôi mất bạn quá..." Harry nói một cách nhanh chóng, và ông có nghĩa là nó.Sirius gấp cánh tay của mình. "Rõ ràng." Ông nói nâng cao lông mày của mình, "bạn đi tất cả các cách này chỉ để với tôi, tôi nên được xúc động, Tuy nhiên, tôi tìm thấy bản thân mình một chút pissed off."Harry groaned. "Bạn làm cho điểm của bạn." "Không có tôi đẫm máu không. Bạn đã không lơ lửng giữa các cõi hai tôi sẽ giết bản thân mình. Bạn nghĩ gì, Harry?""Tôi đã suy nghĩ, Gee, tôi bỏ lỡ Sirius, tôi tự hỏi những gì địa ngục là như trong thời gian mùa hè, có lẽ tôi nên trả tiền anh ta một chuyến viếng thăm." Harry trả lời.Sirius đã cho anh ta một cái nhìn scathing. "Thậm chí không suy nghĩ về bỏ Harry. Anh sẽ trở lại.""Làm thế nào đã làm tôi biết bạn sẽ nói đó?" Harry nói trong một giọng nói chán."Bởi vì, giống như tôi đã nói Harry, bạn là một cậu bé thông minh." Sirius nói với một nụ cười nhỏ."Sirius... Điều là xấu như vậy lại có...""Tôi biết, Harry. Nhưng bạn sẽ nhận được thông qua nó. Bạn có một con đường dài phía trước của bạn, nhưng bạn có thể làm điều đó Harry, tôi biết bạn có thể. " Sirius bracingly, ông clasping của Harry vai.Harry nodded soberly, staring down at his fidgeting fingers picking at the quilt on his bed. Seeing Sirius was something he had not expected yet had secretly hoped for. Despite the fact that he knew he now must go back, he felt some comfort in having talked with his Godfather. He only wished that he could always find a way to talk to Sirius.A sudden flicker of darkness overpowered the white room once more, but came and went with the blink of an eye. Harry spun his head around to look at Sirius. To Harry's surprise, Sirius did not seem to notice that anything had happened at all. As it disappeared Harry found himself wondering what it was, what was causing it, and who the voices belonged too. Suddenly a thought entered his mind and he looked up from the bedcovers to face Sirius."Sirius?""Yes?""If I'm not alive or dead.. and I can see you.. Can I see my parents? Are they here too?" Harry asked quietly.Sirius frowned. "No Harry, I'm afraid that's just not possible."Harry looked slightly annoyed. "But I can see you. Why not them?""You just can't Harry.""Don't they want to see me?" He asked angrily."Oh they do.""Then where are they?""They're with you." Sirius said quietly."What?" Harry said looking around. "No they aren't. What are you talking about? If you say 'they're in my heart, always', I'll kick your ass."Sirius smiled sadly. "That's not what I meant.""Then what did you mean?""I'm sorry Harry, but there is someone else here who wants to meet with you." Sirius pushed forward."Who?" Harry asked in surprise.Sirius grinned. "You'll see. Might want to think about getting out of bed though."Harry looked down and threw the bedcovers back, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. His chest was bare of clothing, but he wore a pair of long black cargo pants that dragged on the ground around his bare feet. His jet black hair was scruffy as usual and it remained that way despite his attempts to smooth it out. "Where is this person?""We have to go to him." Sirius said, standing lightly from the chair."Him?"Sirius grinned again. "You'll see when we get there.""I hate it when you know something I don't. You enjoy rubbing it in way too much." Harry grumbled as he pushed himself to his feet, causing another flicker of the strange darkness. Wary, Harry tested his footing on the wooden floorboards before putting his full weight on the ground.Sirius shrugged, not noticing Harry's cautious movements. "It's a weakness." He admitted.As Harry stood he got his first real look of the room he was in. It was a large room, sporting a large window reaching to the floor on the eastern wall. The bright light emanated from the window, filling the whole room which shone pearly white. The floor was comprised of solid oak floorboards, that shone brilliantly, their color absorbed by the strange light. A door stood ajar opposite the window, revealing black. "Through there?" Harry asked hesitantly."No. You can't go through there yet." Sirius said grimly."Then how do we get out?" Harry asked, puzzled."Get out?" Sirius asked in surprise.Even as the words left Sirius' mouth Harry noticed the room was disappearing. The walls about him seemed to be unmaking themselves, disappearing piece by piece back down to ground level. As he turned to look behind him he noticed the bed had vanished, and in its place was the shore of a large lake that glistened in the same white light that was now emanating from the sky. Turning back to Sirius he saw that they now stood on the edge of a forest clearing, where the trees broke to make way for the lake. The great Willow trees towered above them, waving their branches mournfully in the same breeze that had blown through Harry's bed moments ago."Sirius.. What just happened?" Harry asked in awe.When Sirius didn't answer Harry turned around to find him staring out over the lake. "Where are we?" Harry asked again."Where Myrddin Emrys has decided to meet you." he replied."Myrddin Emrys? You mean Merlin..?" Harry asked in surprise, as suddenly a figure appeared in the lake.On the edge, standing in the shallows of the water, a lone figure stood, black against the harsh light. Once again the darkness flickered through his vision, only this time it did not disappear so quickly. The world began to fade in and out, as if he were flicking back and forth between dimensions, never fully being in either one at any time. The voices came to his ears again, muffled, as if he heard them from afar.
..."I'm going to try the owl James.. ...know how long he will.. ...needs to know.. maybe if she sees him.." the woman's voice broke and crackled.

"... Don't think it'll... It'd be a miracle... ...recognize him anyway..."...

"Harry?" Sirius repeated.

Harry jumped, shaking his head hastily to bring the world back into focus.

"Sorry.. Is that him?" Harry said, as he gazed at the shadowy form in the water before.

Sirius nodded.

"I can't see.. the light is too bright." Harry said wincing as his eyes watered.

Sirius laughed quietly. "He will reveal himself to you. But now I must go."

"What? No." Harry said in panic.

Sirius laughed. "Don't worry Harry, I'll be here when you're done."

"Oh." Harry said quietly, relaxing a little.

"Good luck." Sirius said, and in a moment he disappeared.

"Wait!" Harry called. "What does he want?"

The crisp breeze blew through his hair and he shivered, wrapping his arms around his bare chest. Sirius did not answer. Harry's gaze shifted back towards the lake, and he froze when he saw that the shadowed figure was stopped, perfectly still, just staring at him. He was standing in the rippling water that rose half way b