From Sirius’ knowledge of this specific curse, he knew that the spread was slow-going, as it was meant to inflict as much pain on the victim and drag out the suffering. His eyes grew hot, and he rapidly blinked trying to stifle his tears but was unsuccessful in the endeavor. They fell hot and fast and he sniffed, trying to find the voice of the man who demanded action in the lobby. The weight of responsibly was stifling. Hermione was the cornerstone of their family, and he had no idea how he was going to go back to Remus and Draco and explain what had happened to her. Draco would immediately recognize the curse and he wondered if his cousin would share with him that feeling of misplaced guilt. The guilt of knowing they had come from the families that invented and implemented those types of curses.