Narcissa turned quickly, wasting a bullet on the Heel Stone so they could see she was shooting fire. She heard Bertrand throwing another potion vial as well as shooting at the Dementors, but it sounded too close to her. By the time she had her rifle back up and firing, the cold chill raked through her body as some of her worst memories came unwelcome to the forefront of her mind. The world seemed to grow dark as she re-lived the death of Lucius.