She could tell that Henrik didn’t believe her. She couldn’t really blame him. She was pretty sure that his last memory was of Dumbledore cursing him, and having Sirius and Remus’ wands pointed at him probably didn’t ease his internal panic. Shutting her eyes for a short moment, the Potter Heiress turned to her soul-bonded and requested that they leave. Obviously, the two men were against the idea but no matter how much they wanted to protest, they knew that they had no chance of changing their Bambi’s mind. She was stubborn, just like James had been. So, with heavy sighs, Sirius and Remus cleared off.