Harry stared down at his glass, trying to remember what had been said over the last few weeks. "I don't rightly know. We've never talked about them being dead that way. They seem to know they were dead-"
Suddenly, he wondered which would be worse, remembering or not remembering what it was like to be dead. "They seem to expect to return to being- to their previous state at some point. It's like they're on an extended holiday and they seem to think it will end."