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tumbling to the floor in the process. Harry fought in vain to free himself from Remus's
grip.
"There's nothing you can do, Harry," Remus muttered, staring at the veil with wide
eyes while the wolf inside his head snarled and howled at the sudden missing magic in the
Pack Bond. It was something he had only felt once before in his life: the night James and
Lily died. "He's gone."
"Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!" Harry continued to scream.
"It's too late, Harry."
"We can still reach him!"
Harry struggled hard, but Remus would not let go. Even if he wanted
to, Moony would not allow Remus to let go. Dora was not in sight, Hermione was
unconscious and injured in another room, and Padfoot was... Moony was not letting go
of Harry. The wolf was pacing, scratching, and clawing inside of Remus's head
Harry cried in his arms, and Remus fought against the urge to do the same as he
held the boy tightly, trying to be the strength that he needed him to be now. "There's
nothing you can do, Harry. Nothing. He's gone."
"He hasn't gone!" Harry yelled. "SIRIUS! SIRIUS!"
"He can't come back, Harry," Remus said, his voice breaking in time with his heart.
"He can't come back because he's d―"
"HE. IS. NOT. DEAD!" Harry roared. "SIRIUS!"
Remus was shaking and knew that if he did not get control of Harry soon, he would
lose his grip, and the boy would certainly kill himself by running through the veil. Grabbing
tighter than he probably should have, he physically dragged Harry away from the dais
toward Neville, who was still fighting against a Jelly-Legs Jinx.
"Harry, I'b really sorry," Neville said, his voice still muffled a bit due to his injuries.
"Was dat man...? Was Sirius Black a... a friend of yours?"
Harry nodded.
"Here," Remus mumbled, pointing his wand at Neville's legs. "Finite." Neville's legs
fell back to the floor and remained still. Remus looked around for someone else to help
him with the boys. "Let's find the others. Where are they all, Neville?"
"Dey're all back dere," Neville replied, pointing at the door. "A brain addacked Ron,
bud I dink he's all righd. And Herbione's unconscious, bud we could feel a bulse."