Static filled her ears as she left the table and took the stairs to her room, only slightly registering Sirius’ outrage and Harry’s feeble attempts to calm him down. She crawled into bed and pulled Remus’ pillow to her chest and let it all out. She let herself mourn the loss of her best friend, let herself mourn the loss of her privacy, and let herself, for a moment, wonder how much easier her life might have been without her bonds. That was until Remus tugged away the pillow and encased her in his arms, and not even five minutes later, Draco was there to take his place on her other side.