Looking around, Harry found himself in what was once a comfortable home. It wasn't comfortable now, there were signs of spell damage and shattered furniture all over the room. The surroundings ceased to register when he saw Neville cowering as the Cruciatus Curse hit him over and over. He was screaming in pain, but, Harry was pleased to see, still trying to fight against it. Looking past Neville he could understand why. There were an older man and woman lying on the floor behind him; they could only be Frank and Alice Longbottom, the family resemblance was striking. Unfortunately, he could see from his vantage point that the Longbottoms were well past being helped, they were staring, glassy eyed and drooling at the ceiling, not even being aware of the sacrifice their son was making to protect them.