Clearing my throat, I try to orient myself in the now, busying myself with setting the head of the table. On Samhain it’s customary in Wizarding homes to set the head of the table with a mixture of all the food. Though the seat will stay empty and the food untouched, it’s kind of a way for our loved ones to know they’re thought of even after they’ve passed. This year it’s my task, which I do not take lightly.