It seems so depressing and final. An anti-climax, after years of the kind of drama Sirius Black always managed to stir up. An abrupt end to a friendship I was nowhere near ready to give up.

Death was no easier, but at least there were steps to be taken. Now there's just... nothing left to do.

That's it, then, pretty much sums it up.

I see Remus looking down at the bed, and I say, "If there's anything left here, we should take it now... Somebody new comes in to stay, they'll fuck it all up."