"So, after you guys died, I was heartbroken. I was so depressed. I barely even got out of bed. I left my house once every month to go to your grave. Seldom did I eat.
So two days ago, I decided to go back to the dungeon where the sorcerer's stone used to be, and found a gold bottle.
Sapphire just appeared out of the bottle, and told me that she would grant me three wishes. I obviously wished to revive everyone for my first wish.
My second wish was to be able to talk to my parents. She gave me a stone that brings them back for a few minutes whenever I want, and I can talk to them whenever I like."
       Everyone just stared at me, trying to process what I had just said. Hermoinie was the first to break the silence.
      "You can talk to your parents again? Why didn't you bring them back like you did with the rest of us?" I think everyone was wondering that same thing.
"My parents were incredible people, and their death was honorable. If I brought them back, what would they do? They sacrificed their lives for me. Without them, Voldemort's spell would have worked. I would be dead now."
    "Well lets see it then!" She exclaimed. Everyone nodded their head in agreement eagerly. I pulled out the stone, and rubbed my thumb over its smooth, shiny surface. This was it. I was finally going to talk to them after all these years. I had only seen them before in pictures and the mirror of Erised.
    "Come on out, I wanna talk to you," I whispered. Just then, a faint orange glow came from the stone. It grew and grew, and then started to form the shapes of Lily and James Potter. My
    "Mum! Dad!" I yelled, tears brimming in my eyes. I ran over and hugged them, and I felt a hole in my heart filled.
    "Bloody hell," Ron muttered to himself. I looked over to                 Hermionie, usually so calm, hyperventilating at the presence of these two people. My parents. Legends in the wizarding world.
    "We are so proud of you, son," my Dad said. "For everything. You defeated Lord Voldemort, saved so many lives, and scored this girl here," He chuckled, gesturing towards Ginny. She looked up and blushed. I have been too busy failing the world and feeling responsible for her dying to really think about her.
"What will your third wish be?" Mom asked.
"I don't know honestly, what do you guys think?"
They all sat and pondered the idea for awhile. Just as Ron was about to speak, probably to suggest something stupid, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in," Hermionie yelled. The large rustic door opened with a creak. A man full of dirt emerged. He had long, brown curly hair, and a small bushy mustache. It took everyone a couple of seconds to realize who it was.
But he was Sirius. Sirius Black. Harry practically jumped out of his seat and ran over to his uncle, embracing him in a hug.
"Sirius! I missed you so much! Why didn't you come with the others?" I asked. I would have thought he would be one of the first people to greet me.
    "I'm sorry, Harry. I had some business to attend to," He apologized. He was so confusing, but whatever.
"I brought you a few gifts," he said. He gestured towards the door at a very clean house elf and a white owl.
"Hedwig!" I exclaimed. He left the house elf and flew over to me, landing on my shoulder.
"Is Harry Potter happy to see me?" The house elf asked. I looked at him for a few seconds. Wait, was that,
"Dobby?" I asked in amazement.
"Yes yes it's me!" He cried, running over to hug me.
"Found these two in the for Forbidden Forest," Sirius chuckled. The owl was fine but this klutz wouldn't have lasted a day," Looking at Dobby. Then Sirius looked over my shoulder, and broke down to tears, falling to his knees in silence.
    "How can this be?" He whispered, staring in disbelief at my parents.
    "It's ok curly, we aren't really alive," My Dad said. Sirius looked up.
    "What?" He asked, standing.
    "Our own Harry Potter has found a way to speak with us," Mom explained. "But we can't stay for long, we must go. Please contact us whenever you wish. It was truly a gift to see my little boy all grown up," She said, kissing my forehead. I smiled internally. This was what a family was like. I felt so happy. My dad came over to me and gave me a big hug. And with that, they disappeared into the rock. I was whole again.