The sadness that welled in me was nearly overwhelming. I had no doubt there were many lost to the Dementors, but it hit a different cord that a Veela’s soul was sucked out. My thoughts turned to whomever the soulmate was for that Veela. "May she find peace in the afterlife," I consoled as best as I could. Now was not the time to inform them that her soul was now in Death’s grasp. Honestly, they should never know the truth.