The silence was overwhelming. Harry’s vision began to blur, emotion strangling at his throat and crushing his chest. The room disappeared from view and all he could see was James’s face, grinning and proud as he tried on his new school tie; Albus’s, his eyes rolling and his lips ticking up reluctantly at something Harry had done; Lily’s, smiling sweetly, Hector cuddled to her chest; and Teddy, not his son but as good as, turquoise hair, Harry’s green eyes, and dirt on the end of his nose. And he would never see them again. He was distantly aware that someone was crying out in a desperate scream.