Harry dreams. Beyond the veil, he realises that there is no taste to the air. He stands with the Black Prince and watches the ravens fly in slow circles above a triangle made of shadows. "I'm dreaming," Harry says. "You may be," the Black Prince smiles at him. "Are you?" Harry asks. "Dreaming?" "It's possible," the Black Prince watches the ravens with soft familiarity. "This is the place where we meet." Then Sirius' arms are around him. Warm, strong, loving, hugging him from behind with that smell of cigarettes and whisky. "You're a lynchpin in the universe, Harry." Harry turns with a smile to hug his godfather but Sirius is not there. Bellatrix is leaning over him and Harry is encased in stone, unable to breathe, unable to think through the pain in his hand. "I expected more." Harry screams and wakes, but not for long. The dreams pull him back.
Harry dreams. Beyond the veil, he realises that there is no taste to the air. He stands with the Black Prince and watches the ravens fly in slow circles above a triangle made of shadows. "I'm dreaming," Harry says. "You may be," the Black Prince smiles at him. "Are you?" Harry asks. "Dreaming?" "It's possible," the Black Prince watches the ravens with soft familiarity. "This is the place where we meet." Then Sirius' arms are around him. Warm, strong, loving, hugging him from behind with that smell of cigarettes and whisky. "You're a lynchpin in the universe, Harry." Harry turns with a smile to hug his godfather but Sirius is not there. Bellatrix is leaning over him and Harry is encased in stone, unable to breathe, unable to think through the pain in his hand. "I expected more." Harry screams and wakes, but not for long. The dreams pull him back.