They walked towards the Apparition point beyond their front gate. Draco was holding her leash as he would for quite a while from now on. The sky was bleak and unforgiving. He looked back. Their footprints in the snow seemed innocent, as if they had been left behind by any couple very much in love on one of their casual walks. But another snowfall would cover their tracks. Sunshine would melt the snow. And clouds would cover up the sun. On and on. Nothing ever lasted.