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"Come on, you can do better than that!" he yelled, taunting his cousin. He saw the jet of green light as though in slow motion, yet he couldn't stir his limbs to move, like in those horrible nightmares where you're being chased and you can't run fast enough. In reality, he barely had time to change his expression form mockery to shock.

A cold wave radiated through his body as the beam connected, he felt the weight of himself fall away. He turned to see his body fall in a graceful ark, behind the tattered curtain. A great magnetism had erupted within him, drawing him towards the whispering veil. He gladly followed it.

As he did, his gaze swept the chamber, viewing the scene various order members and death eaters were locked in duels and few seemed to have realized what had happened. Only two people were visibly reacting.

Remus, kind, intelligent Moony. He looked lost, as though the fight had left him. That wasn't right, even as Sirius silently urged him to carry on, Remus lunged and wrapped his eyes around a violently struggling boy.

Harry. Sirius so regretted having to leave his side, that would soon befall his godson, but he knew the boy would pull through. After all, he was the son of James Potter.

As he turned to face the veil once more, he didn't notice Bellatrix slip from the room, nor the deliverance of the order via Dumbledore. All he thought of as he stepped through the curtain was that Padfoot was about to be reunited with his Prongs.

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