There are quite a few others in the graveyard as well, what with it being Hallow’s eve and coming up to the best time to communicate with the dead. Remus feels as though all eyes are upon them, though, as they make their way to the Potter’s graves. When they reach the area most of the Potters have been buried, Sirius starts murmuring under his breath, repeating the things James would say when visiting his deceased family—prayers, well-wishes, little phrases or nicknames passed down from generation to generation. Sirius spends a bit longer at James’ parents grave, clearing away fallen leaves and conjuring up some flowers to rest against their headstone. Remus lets him, still holding his hand, that numbness from before spreading through him in preparation for what is to come.