He fell into a deep gray something. Somewhere there, high, remained Harry screaming with grief, lost Remus, hugging him, laughing Bellatrice, frightened Tonks... It seems that by his death he made his godson unhappy, and his friend even more lost, but this did not bother him much. He was surrounded by peace, as if a dream was taking him away after a long hard day. But his half-dream was interrupted by a female voice:..