Sirius fell low. He heard his godchild scream. He came up. He was lying and looking up. He had just come from there. He's the last of the Blacks. The last wizard Harry had in his family. He felt miserable. He had just known him for two years, had always been there for him and now, he was simply no longer there. It wore him down after just a minute that he wasn't paying more attention. "Sirius.", Said a familiar voice, "what are you doing here? How long have you been dead?" a hand was offered to him. He grabbed it and let himself be helped up. There, across from him, was his best friend, James Potter. Harry's father. "James ..." said Sirius. "Yes, it's me. Why aren't you with Harry. And why are you actually dead?" "I just fell through an arc in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic. I've been here since ..." "Aha. I see I hope you try to live again ... "" why that? "" Well, then you can either return as a ghost, or as a human being."Why didn't you try it? Why have you never returned? Harry needed you! I sat in Azkaban for almost twelve long years. I broke out ... Harry came to Lily's sister. They bullied him there . It was ... terribly boring without you guys, "he concluded weakly. "We could only return as ghosts, but you weren't murdered. You just had to have enough will." "James, please let's all find our way back to the right world together. I don't want to have to go back alone and say hello to Harry of you guys .. no thanks ... ", Sirius looked at his buddy. This nodded slowly. "I have to talk to Lily about it. Then we'll contact Dumbledore!" Sirius didn't understand that now. Should we be able to contact a living one from the total nothing that resulted in the realm of the dead? He followed James through the dark realm. They came to a house. James invited Sirius in. There was a mirror there.It looked like a two-way mirror (you can talk with it. Works like a phone) "How ..?" He began, but James was no longer at his side. He went to get Lily. First she fell around his neck: "Oh no, not you too ..." James stepped in front of the mirror and said: "Albus!" they now saw from a portrait in Dumbledore's office how their son raged there furiously, firing his desk and other things around. He yelled that he didn't want to hear Dumbledore's explanations. James said softly but clearly: "Calm down Harry and sit down!" after that Harry actually sat down. He listened to the explanations until at some point he left. James stepped closer to the mirror. Dumbledore saw him. "ah yes ..." "Albus, we are ready to return now. Please help us!" "Well," said the latter, "that is not quite as easy as you think. You have to brew a drink. I will myself look around for the ingredients. I have such a useful book ..... "