"I guess that's the best route, then. Let Moody, Alice and Frank tackle things from the inside, and we'll have to arrange a schedule of some sort to keep an eye on Wilde," Lily reaffirmed, feeling similarly to James if not more so. She couldn't compromise her safety while she was pregnant no matter how much of an impact she wanted to have in the war. There were brief moments when Lily resented the child growing inside of her; they never lasted long, because no matter how frustrated she got with the entire situation, it wasn't the baby's fault.
Calypso knocked tentatively on the door then and came through with a tray of soup and sandwiches, setting them on the coffee table between them all.
"Thank you," Lily smiled, reaching for a sandwich quarter.