Lily stared out of the window, watching the snow fall on the street outside. Christmas had always been her favourite time of year, but this year she was not looking forward to it.
Regulus had been classed as missing and presumed dead for the last month, and Lily did not see the point in many things anymore.
She no longer saw the point in fighting. Nor did she have the strength to. Her only concern was getting her husband back... dead or alive.
She had to know what had happened to him. The constant state of not knowing what had happened was driving her crazy. She would rather face the fact that he was dead rather than be in this state of limbo.
A candle was always lit in this window for him as a way of guiding him home. Back to her, back to where he belonged.