She counted the steps until she was standing right in front of where Sirius had fallen through. She wondered, if only briefly, why she was standing there. The war was over, Voldemort was gone. But then again, so were so many other people, good people, who should not have died. She wasn't close to many of them, but they were all important to someone or the other. Maybe that was why she couldn't stay away. Why she couldn't look away. Why, even at that very moment, she couldn't walk away. COVER ART IS MINE <3