Lily is back

She wasn't standing before him. No. Not that cheeky little Lion. Not with that flaming red hair and not with those damned enrapturing emerald eyes. She wasn't staring back at him, eyes filled with nervous anticipation. No, there was no fear in her emerald eyes because she simply was NOT standing there in the Burrow. Staring at him. Tears in those damned eyes. Tired eyes