Dear Fred, Love Y/n

Explanations

'What's happening?!' Dean asked Neville in a slightly panicked tone. Neville looked at him and both Seamus and Dean saw the fear in Neville's eye's.

It wasn't uncommon for Neville himself to have panic attacks but none of them knew almost anything about PTSD. I mean, they all had nightmares about the war but things like yelling or loud noises didn't trigger them like they did you. You can hide your attacked a lot when you know that it's coming, like the fireworks, but it's hard to when you don't expect it. 

'Y/n take my hands ok? I promise that I'm not going to  hurt you. Your safe. Were all here to protect you.' Seamus said after taking a moment to calm himself. He had lowered the tone of his voice a lot and it did help to calm you down a lot, especially now that there wasn't any yelling going on.

It took them a while, but as a team they managed to clam you down just leaving you crying on Neville's shoulder. You kept telling them that you were sorry but the just said it back to you for causing it. You finally stopped yourself from crying by falling asleep. No one knew what to say or do so they all decided to just stay up all night and watch you sleep in fear that you would have a bad dream and they wouldn't be awake to know, they just wanted to be there in case anything happened.

Seamus and Dean kept asking Neville questions about what just happened but the only thing that he would tell them was that it wasn't his place to say and that you would tell them if you felt comfortable enough. After a few hours they finally stopped asking and just let you sleep in peace. 

The next morning you woke up and Neville had moved you so that he was cradling you like a baby. No one said anything once they realised that you were awake because they wanted you to talk first but you had no idea what to say. You didn't move, you just watched Dean and Seamus attempt to fry some eggs and cook some rice over the fire that was still going from what you set last night. The letter was still on the ground so you leaned forwards and grabbed it Neville looked at it with you as you re-read the letter but you didn't cry this time. Once you had re-read it a few times you just held it and looked at everyone's tired faces when you realised that they hadn't slept.

'Did you guys sleep?' You croaked out, still a little wary in case Seamus was still mad at you. Instead of him yelling he just smiled as he handed you a plate of food and sat back down to eat his own. 'We wanted to make sure that you were ok, so no, we didn't.' Dean replied while also smiling at you. You had no idea why they seemed to be in such good moods with you until you realised why. They just wanted to know what happened to you last night and why you reacted like that. You couldn't blame them for wanting to know so you just knew that it would be best to tell them. 

'I have PTSD and anxiety from the war... Last night was one of my PTSD attacks because of you yelling at each other. I don't blame you for it because normally I can control it but because I didn't expect it, it just scared me a little but I promise, I'm fine.' They all smiled at you as you started eating with them. Neville whispered in your ear the he was proud of you, making you blush slightly. 

'Thanks for telling us y/n.' Dean replied smiling just before Seamus answered you. 'Is there anyway that we can help calm you down?' You smiled at him because he sounded like he actually cared. The next few hours were spent sat talking about your PTSD and how they can help to calm you down if you ever had an attack again. They all sat and listened to you deeply until you heard a familiar voice walk into the cave that you were in making you all scared until you saw their face.