A little bit of weight lifted off of his shoulders at her two simple words. He nodded and sighed.
"Good. Lily, please take care of yourself, I will write to you soon."
He took one last long look at her and tried his best to memorize her features, the shade of her hair, and the rosiness to her wind-blown cheeks. Merlin, how he loved this woman. He would walk through the depths of hell for her, and it looks as though he might have to very well do that now. Lily Evans was worth it to him, she was worth everything.