"Might be real, Harry. You never know." Sirius was thoughtful and then he reached out, grabbed Harry and pulled him on his lap, into his arms. He just had to think about James. "A while ago... I was in prison, I was just-- In my cell. I was very sick, I think I was pretty close to dying. And then I had a dream where your father visited me. He was right there, in my cell, and he told me about you. He told me where you were and that those muggles were mean to you. He told me that I had to go and get you, no matter what."

He caught Harry's eyes and smiled a little. "He said that him and your mom, they wanted to help you so badly, but they didn't know how. And so he sent me."