crashing down // Fred Weasley

Letters to the deceased

"Padfoot!"

Summer was flying by for Sophie, her and Remus had moved to Grimmauld place to be with Sirius, Harry on the other hand was sent back to the Dursleys, they had made him go back and he didn't really put up a fight. Overall he thought that would be best for Sophie, she hadn't spoken to anyone since the funeral, not Fred, not George, not even Hermione or Ginny. After a couple of months in London though she started feeling a lot better.

Many conversations with Sirius and Remus taught her not to be sad about his passing but happy that he was here in the first place. She really did have heart to heart talks with them and they were quit good and cheering her up. And no I'm not saying she didn't grieve about it anymore, she still blamed herself even though her godfather had tried his very best to convince her that it wasn't her fault. Every time she closed her eyes she saw him, every time she slept she dreamt about him and every time she looked down at her hand she saw the silver band that reminded her of her mistake, her broken promise.

'Dear Cedric,

There is not enough words to describe how sorry i am. Watching your lifeless body just lay there on the floor like that, i couldn't believe it. But i had too. And then when i saw you with my parents. That's when i knew it was real.

What happened to together? I mean we made a promise non of us could keep Ricky but i hate feeling this way. I hate feeling helpless. That's what i am now.

I keep going to call him Dad by accident. How would my father feel, happy that i get on with one of his great friends or sad that im replacing him. I'm not of course, i miss my parents so much. See that's what's happened to me, i overthink everything and it just wont stop.

Remus has told me about the Order of the Phoenix, and of course he won't let me join. I'm not even of age yet. But what if it happens to someone else? What if he hurts someone else? I'll be forced to watch again. I can't do that Cedric, i can't lose anyone else.

I hope your happy up there, i hope it wasn't painful. Oh how much i hope you didn't suffer. I love you Cedric. 

Of course she was improving, a couple of weeks ago she couldn't even write a letter without crying so much that the writing was barely readable. She didn't get over her best friends death, she never would. She just slowly began to block out the pain.

"What are you shouting at me for?" He laughed at the girl. They were all sat in Grimmaulds kitchen eating breakfast and talking, well her and Sirius were. Remus's head had been stuck in the Daily Prophet for the past ten minutes. "Anything else?" Sirius asked leaning over Remus's shoulder.

"No." He shook his head. "Dumbledore's been in touch." Remus spoke clapping his hands together and placing the paper back on the table. "Harry used magic, they want to expel him, he has a hearing next week."

"Leave him alone for one bloody summer." Sophie shook her head taking a sip of her piping hot coffee. "He'll be okay though right? They can't expel him?"

"Certainly not." Sirius huffed. "He probably has a right good reason, he wouldn't just use magic on purpose, not when he knows the risks and not when he loves Hogwarts so much."

"Yeah i agree Padfoot." Remus nodded. "He'll be coming here after."

"He's going to be so angry." Sophie tutted.

"And why's that little Potter?" Sirius smirked.

"Please Sirius, don't call me that." She whispered. "I don't know let me think...oh yeah maybe because nobody has even picked up a quill to write to him and all's he's done is bombard us with letters."