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A/N: This is a one-shot drabble. Enjoy!
He gently placed his hands over the shards of the mirror. He won't come back. It was like losing your soul. You couldn't understand it, until it strikes. The black-haired boy shed tears like drops of wine. No. He was gone to a better place. But where was it? Was it hell, or heaven? It did not matter. For when one loses one, another takes its place. But who? Who could even compare to Sirius? Lupin couldn't. He was more a mentor than Sirius who was a father figure. Alas, time will tell. But death is the next great adventure.
