Dark Wings, Dark Words || Lily & Andromeda
The owlery was alive with the noise of low hoots, ruffling feathers, and the howl of October winds whipping through the windows. Lily was grateful for the cacophony — it drowned out the sobs wracking her body. She sank to the floor and drew her knees to her chest.
Ever since the attacks on muggles started, Lily had picked up a subscription to her hometown's newspaper. Her owl would deliver her a copy each night and Lily would pore over it, searching for any news of mysterious occurrences close to home.
Today's newspaper was still clutched between her fists. It was impossible to read through her tears, but Lily didn't need to read it again, really. She'd already committed the words to memory. A suspicious attack in Cokeworth — an entire family of muggles found dead under inexplicable circumstances, as if all their hearts had stopped all at once.
Cokeworth. Her home, where her mother and father and Tuney were probably drawn around the television right now, blind to the war raging around them.