"So...what's it like, dying? Does it hurt?"
Harry's words echoed throughout his head. A blank stare glared at him back. Some may think a blank stare means nothing. Sometimes, a blank stare is accompanied by a thousand emotions, all at once, struggling to be noticed, to be made known to the world. A million things ran through Sirius's mind. His blank stare brought utter grief, regret, depression, happiness, and a sense of anxiousness. He didn't know. He didn't know, and he couldn't tell why he was happy. He canvassed whatever bits of memory he had left from his past life. He still couldn't wrap his mind around why he was happy. Everything was spinning. Then black.
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Flashback
FanfictionSirius Black has been resurrected by the grace of one of the Deathly Hallows. During Harry Potter's encounter with his mother, father, and beloved godfather, Harry asks the begged question, leading to a flashback that explains how the Harry Potter...
