- - - After the war, things aren’t as happy as they should be. Remus mourns for someone Harry doesn’t know as they sit for their quiet dinners. George, walks around the burrow looking for someone who isn’t there. Then there’s Harry, a poor man who only wishes his wife to come back to him. A man who sits every night, to the doorway where she’s locked herself in with her misery. A man who whisper secrets to it and speaks of his love to her, hoping she’ll come back to him.