Summary
Lavinia gazed at the stars "Could their light be as eternal as claimed?" Every single aspect of her life was dull, meaningless, "If only they could share…" Spell making gave her a fleeting spark in the darkness but she was promptly returned to the shadows. She sighed, Sirius was shining bright as ever "Stingy star" she grumbled, as she turned away and back to her monotonous life.