George stands on the brink of suicide, driven to the edge by his brothers death. The only thing stopping him...the smoke from the pipe Luna is burning to feel connected to her father. When the smoke goes out, will he choose life, or will he choose death?

The 1st Christmas after Fred's death finds George smothered by his pain. Unable to stand his families forced cheerfulness he flees to Diagon Alley where he encounters a lone figure dressed all in white. But is this an angel or another who shares his pain?