We’ve read the Harry Potter books…at least three times. We’ve watched the Harry Potter movies…dozens of times. But one of the most heartbreaking deaths of the whole series (if you ask me) is Sirius Black’s untimely demise at the hands of his evil, cackling cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. If Sirius’s death was tragic, the brief amount of time he was actually in Harry’s life was completely devastating for an orphan who seems to keep losing all of the family ties he’s ever had.
I mean, seriously, Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, just keeps on living while everyone else is either run off, like casually handsome werewolf Remus Lupin, (who later ends up very much not alive), or perishes at the hands of dark forces.
I guess Harry should count himself lucky as, even though his loved ones keep dying, they, even in death, are capable of recognizing him, unlike the very unfortunate parents of Neville Longbottom who were tortured into insanity by the same sinister Bellatrix Lestrange.
If you are a faithful reader of the Harry Potter series, then you probably remember the spark of hope Harry felt as he was returning to the school to search the halls for his recently deceased godfather, (after the big fight at the Ministry of Magic over Harry’s and Voldemort’s shared fortune). Who could forget the severe disappointment he felt when Sirius was not there? I know I never will. Those pages of my hardcover copy will forever be stained with tears. But of course, naturally, Dumbledore has a ready explanation about why Sirius could not be found haunting the halls of Hogwarts, him not having any unfinished business to attend to. But isn’t watching after Harry, who, I repeat, has lost every family member he’s ever known, business worth attending to?
We’ve met a few ghosts from Hogwarts: the trouble-making poltergeist who seems to only be afraid of the Baron (another ghost) and Professor Severus Snape (who is scary, even to the living), nearly Headless Nick who was mostly decapitated but has forever been denied the chance to join the headless hunt because of the tiny flap of skin still holding his skull to the rest of his body, and, maybe everyone’s favorite, Moaning Myrtle, the only unfortunate victim to die by staring into the yellow eyes of the enormous basilisk, set loose from the Chamber of Secrets by the young Lord Voldemort during his school days at Hogwarts (you know, when he was still hot, but creepy and going by Tom Riddle). Did I forget to mention Rowena Ravenclaw’s daughter, who was a key part of helping to destroy a horcrux and free the world from the terrible entity of the dark lord? But of all those souls who stayed to float along Hogwarts’ halls, who I was most hoping for was Sirius Black.