            Her eyes blinked open. Her knees buckled. "Sirius," she breathed out. There was nothing outside the manor’s window but a startling brightness, the faintest sound of lapping water, and him. Sitting on the ground, not facing her, his legs dangling off some invisible edge. Her heart told her to run, but she forced herself to pad slowly towards him. Crimson footsteps trailed behind her, but she didn’t think Sirius would mind.