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A harbinger draws near, wings glinting in the night. Lily's insides writhe in terror.
Trembling, she unties the withered scroll.
"Alright, Lily?"
Lily turns, relinquishing the parchment to James. He opens it, and a flower slips unnoticed to the floor.
My Darlings,
Apologies — I know I've broken our rule. I must be quick, as this will be my last letter…
I refused to take The Mark. I couldn't bear to betray you, and the price of my loyalty is death.
I remain forever yours, faithful until the very end.
S.S.
The sunflower lies forgotten, crushed beneath the Potters' grief.