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She falls from the top of stone dais, her limbs disentangling as though pulled by the moon. He thinks he can hear her bones shatter, sounds his mind pulls from a dark cellar - one stone step at a time. He runs towards her falling body, his right knee sputtering in protest. When his fingers feel her pulse thud against her skin - alive, alive, alive -
-that's when he hears Sirius' last laugh.
Something fragile, like the warm lamp glow spilling at the feet of the cellar door, like his mother's voice on the other side of the door 'Remus, Remus, I'm here, I'm always here' dies in the dark.
Harry screams in agony. He lets go of her hand.
