Where: Some random Bridge at Hogwarts,
When: Early Wednesday Morning
Who: Lily and open
Lily was honestly still reeling from the news that they’d e received yesterday. Any innocent deaths were horrendous. But it being a muggle village, and it being so close to Hogsmeade just made it even worse. There was no denying that it was a message to them, and well, it was getting too close for comfort. He knew they were there. Of course he did. Voldemort wasn’t stupid. At least Lily didn’t think he was. And he was telling them that they would be there. Or they would eventually. It made her feel a little sick. She had came here to be safe, but she was beginning to wonder if it was even worth it.
She hadn’t really been able to sleep, and so she’d found herself standing on one of the bridges at Hogwarts. It was early, and she’d been watching the sunrise for the last few moments. It felt peaceful, and she hated how it felt. How it felt like everything could be okay. But in reality it wasn’t, And she didn’t know how to change it.

















