Spellfire and curses lit up the room, and Harry had a hard time keeping an eye on both his friends and the "important" Death Eaters. He relaxed when Severus joined them. Subtly, they protected each other's back. Bella got too trigger happy, not that Harry had not suffered worse. Tom's Cruciatus was ten times more powerful than hers. However, the young saviour had not expected his godfather to step into the spell, engaging Bella in a fight that took Harry's breath away. Their movements while duelling were like an intricate dance, deadly and perfect. Nobody who witnessed it - and more than a few stopped to watch - could deny that those two were members of the same family, trained by the same tutors, versed in the same kind of violent magic. Yet, when Bella herded Sirius towards the veil, Harry instinctively knew how this would end. Nothing that touched that arch could ever return. Suddenly Luna's warnings made horrible sense: a curse, a sway, and Sirius would be lost to him forever.