Reminder: (some scenes are taken from the 7th book of the Harry Potter series, I don't own any of these scenes. )
Harry couldn't believe that less than 24 hours ago, he was at Bill and Fleur's wedding with Ron and Hermione.
Harry took in the sights around him and he saw that Ron and Hermione were still asleep, their hands were inches from each other, so he assumed that they had fallen asleep holding hands.
Harry laid on the floor and thought about what he was going to do about the Horcruxes.
All of the grief that he had felt over Dumbledore, now felt weird after hearing what Muriel said at the wedding. He wondered what Dumbledore hadn't told him and he wondered if Dumbledore had even cared for him at all.
Harry started to walk upstairs and he saw two doors and one of them had his godfather's name on it. He opened the door and crept inside. He hadn't ever been in Sirius's room before. He saw several Gryffindor banners and he saw posters that hung on the wall. He also saw his father, who was beside Sirius in a picture. Harry thought that his father looked just like him, with untidy hair and glasses. He also saw Pettigrew and Lupin in the picture. He then looked on the floor and saw a piece of paper, which said "A history of magic". He read the paper and grief overtook him. Suddenly he heard a voice say "Harry, Harry".
Hermione burst inside the room and said "We've been looking all over for you, Ron and I woke up and we couldn't find you".
Ron said "What have you been doing up here?".
Harry said "I found a letter from my mother". Hermione took it and read it, she then looked up at him and said "Oh Harry.."
Harry said "Oh and this was here too".
He handed her the photograph and Hermione smiled at the photo of a baby zooming in and out on a toy broom.
Harry said "I've been looking for the rest of the letter but I can't seem to find it".
Ron said "Why don't we look for it after breakfast?".
They then made their way downstairs to find Kreacher who ended up telling him the tale of Regulus Black (Sirius's brother).
Harry could barely process this information, he couldn't believe what he had just heard.
Later that day, Harry couldn't stop thinking of Ginny and how much he missed her. He missed her every day and every night. He wondered if she was thinking of him too. He missed her more than anything. She was the light in his life and she had made him happier than he had been in a very long time.
