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Chapter Four: Mysterious Resurrection

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*Suddenly the room turned pitch black*

Sirius pov:

Sirius fell out of what appeared to be a vail. He got up and looked all around him and as he did so he let out a gigantic gasp. He heard hurried voices and footsteps getting closer but Sirius didn't move. He stood there dumbstruck at the thought that he was alive again.

"There is someone over here." shouted an unfamiliar voice. Sirius turned around and came face to face with a man with jet-black messy hair with black circular glasses and a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. No, Sirius thought, that can't be Harry.

"HARRY-" Shouted Sirius but was interrupted by Harry.

"HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU PRETEND TO BE SIRIUS!" Harry roared at Sirius.

"Harry please listen to me, it's really me. You godfather, please." Sirius replied trying not to let tears roll down his cheek due to the fact that his own godson doesn't believe him.

"Ted, go and get kingsley and tell him to bring some veritaserum quickly." Harry said, turning towards a tall figure next to him.

A few moments later the figure called Ted returned along with Kingsley, who was carrying a bottle of veritaserum as he handed it to Harry he asked, "Is it really Sirius?"

Harry and Kingsley looked at Sirius who was standing still and surrounded by aurors.

"I don't know but we are about to find out." With that Harry opened the bottle of veritaserum and walked over to Sirius and told him to take three drops. Sirius, who thought it was better to obey, took the bottle from Harry and took three drops of veritaserum and handed the bootle back to him.

"What's your full name?" Harry asked.

"Sirius Orion Black." Sirius replied.

"What is your date of birth?" Harry asked Sirius.

"3rd November 1959" Sirius answered confidently.

Harry turned to Kingsley and said, " I think it is him minister. I am just going to ask him one more question." Kingsley nodded as Harry turned back to Sirius and said, "Turn into padfoot."

Sirius obayed Harry and turned into a giant black dog. Harry nodded at Sirius who returned back to normal. Harry told the aurors to go and get back to work. He turned to Sirius with a tear in his eye as he ran towards Sirius and hugged him as he whispered, "I have missed you so much Sirius don't you ever do that again."

Sirius replied, "Harry, is that you?"

Harry laughed as he said, "Of course it is me, idiot. who else do you know that has perfect hair like me."

Sirius laughed and said confused, "but it's 1995, you are 15"

Harry smiled and said, "Sirius mate, you have been dead for 17 years. I am 32 years old."Sirius jaw dropped at the news that he had been for 17 years. Harry and Kingsley noticed how confused Sirius was so they told Sirius to follow him into Harry's office and there they explained what happened since Sirius died.

James Pov:

I woke up in pitch black as I felt my way around what appeared to be a coffin-like box. At last my hand found my wand as I aimed the wand upwards and shouted, "CONFRINGO." The lid blasted open. I got up and looked around. I turned and saw Lily looking at me confused.

"LILY!" I cried as I hugged her. Tears were rolling down our faces. We both looked back at what we have just gotten out of and that's when it hit us. We were dead, but somehow we were alive and breathing. Looking at the headstone behind the two deep holds, where James and Lily had just been, it read:

James Potter Lily Potter

Born 27th March 1960 Born 30th January 1960

Died 31st October 1981 Died 31st October 1981

"The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death"

After I had finished reading the headstone I turned to Lily. She appeared to also be reading the headstone. She wiped her eyes and turned to me and said, "James!" in a weak voice. I looked at her and nodded. I knew Lily wanted to go back to see the cottage. To see any sign that our beloved son was alive, she was desperate not to lose hope.

We made our way to the house, which was covered in rubble and Lily made the way up the stairs and walked out with me in front of Lily preparing for the worst to come. We entered Harry's nursery and the roof was blasted apart. My eyes quickly focused on the half destroyed cot along with Lily's. At that moment Lily bursted out crying. I walked over to her and put an arm around Lily. I tried to hold back the tears and the thought of losing my only son, but I must remain strong for Lily.

Lily Pov:

I woke up as i heard a familiar voice next to me shout "CONFRINGO." I quickly felt around for my wand and finally I found it and said, "Confringo." fThe lid blasted open. I got up and looked around. I turned and saw James looking around and then he turned and looked at me. As soon as James saw me he shouted "LILY!" but tears were rolling down my face as I remembered what happened. Voldemort came unexpectedly and tried to kill Harry and I sacrificed myself for him. I was useless, Harry was gone. I failed as a mother. I just sat there hugging James but I noticed James was looking at a headstone. I looked at what he was reading and it read:

James Potter Lily Potter

Born 27th March 1960 Born 30th January 1960

Died 31st October 1981 Died 31st October 1981

"The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death"

I couldn't believe my eyes. We died, but yet how are we still here and breathing. I wiped my eyes and turned to James and said, "James!" He looked at me and nodded. He knew where I wanted to go. He knew I wanted to see the cottage. To see any sign that my beloved son was alive, anything to not lose hope.

We made our way to the house, which was covered in rubble and I made my way up the stairs and out with James in front of me preparing for the worst to come. We entered Harry's nursery and the roof was blasted apart. My eyes quickly focused on the half destroyed cot. Harry's cot. At that moment i bursted out crying. James came and put an arm around me. I knew he was trying to be strong for me but I couldn't help it. That's it, i thought to myself, i have lost my only son. I swore to protect him to the end but I failed. 

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