5 July 2012
I still remember that day in the ministry. With the orb, the mist, the prophecy Surrounded by people fighting for it, The Death Eaters falling, bit by bit
The Order appeared at our last hope They fought with us and helped us cope We had lost no one until Bellatrix came She shot one spell and ended the game
I watched him fall back, head tipped up Through the curtain, just his luck. I reached out for him, but what did I find? Nothing, not even behind
This curtain, this veil, what could it be? Why had it taken Sirius from me I felt arms around my waist and pull me back He's not dead, he's alive, he's gonna attack
He'll be back from that curtain, wait and see He'll come fight Bellatrix with me Then we'll get back and go home And he'll be the godfather I call my own.
Godfather • Opuss № I