salt in the wound

Her thoughts were heavy, even heavier now that she was here in Ophie's abandoned den. There were no clues and Sirius had no idea where her best friend was either - if anything she could sense that her own fears and worries had only exacerbated his. "Yeah, thank you. I might," she said, slumping down finally onto the floor of the den. "Sorry again about the whole... intruding thing. I just got these crazy ideas, and I miss her." Letting her imagination run wild wasn't out of the ordinary for her but it didn't generally go down such dark paths, but this was different.