Chapter Four

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The light faded and we were back to the Ministry of Magic. The four of us stood in the middle of the battle, but everyone was frozen.

Everything and everyone stood still. The spells, their castors, and Harry's horror-filled face , as Lupin held him back.

"Harry..." Ms. Potter whispered, staring at his face.

"What happened?" Mr. Potter asked, quietly.

"Harry should be the one to tell you." I replied.

The newly named, Michaela moved towards the veil, that was still moving with an unmoving Sirius in its depths.

"Don't get to close." I cried, as she got right in front of it.

She looked back, smiling. "Don't worry..."

She turned back and reach through the veil, trying to grab Sirius' hand.

I stared wide-eyed, as she pulled Sirius out of the veil. Mr. Potter, or James rather, helped her place him on the ground.

Once on the solid ground, Michaela snapped her fingers in Sirius' face. He moved and gasped.

"How-who-why?" He questioned, before his eyes landed on me. "Ginny, what is going on?" He demanded, crossing his arms. Just like he did when he was alive.

I started crying and rush at him, I pulled him into a hug. "You would not believe how much I've missed you. How much Harry has missed you."

Sirius pushed me back at arm's length and looked me over. "How's Harry? And, why do you look old? You're taller now." He looked so confused, but alive.

"Harry's older too. He's over seventeen now." I answered, wiping my eyes.

Sirius looked around and saw James. "Prongs?" He asked, in a whisper.

James smiled. "Who else, Padfoot?"

"Am I dead?" Sirius asked.

"No, you're Sirius." James replied.

I rolled my eyes, as Sirius smiled, a real smile I had rarely seen.

I smiled, as they hugged. I giggled, as Sirius looked in a daze.

They and Lily had a reunion, while Michaela and I watched.

"I hate to break this up..." Michaela called. "But, we need to get going..."

"Right. Lupin next?" I questioned.

"Wait, Remus is dead?" Sirius asked, looking angry.

"Yes, and-" I looked to Michaela. "Can we save Dumbledore, Fred, Tonks, and...Maybe Snape?" I asked.

"What?!"

"Dumbledore?!"

"Snape?!"

Michaela ignored the other three that were unfrozen in the room, and replied. "I can. But, not Dumbledore. He wants to stay with the dead..."

Michaela turned to look at the other three. "We will save Severus Snape, Fred Weasley, Remus Lupin and Tonks next.."

And, the flash of the light appeared.

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