Unsent Letters-Deamus

Dear Dean,

Dear Dean,

I miss you. I feel foolish writing this, knowing that I have no way of getting this to you, and knowing even if I could I shouldn't because I do not want to put you in danger. And because I don't even really like writing, but you do. So I figured I would write these and I could imagine that you were writing back and telling me that you were safe. I got really worried when I didn't see you on the train, that is, until Neville informed me that you would have to run. Why couldn't you tell me? I guess, I understand it would make it easier to find you, so I am glad you didn't, but I am worried sick. I realized this year just how much I relied on you, depended on you. I realized that I am an idiot that I didn't ever tell you how amazing a friend you are. That you were always there for me, in highs and lows. Even when I was an idiot. But, now, I might not get a chance to tell you all that. I figured that if I don't make it out of this, people will discover your name on the letters and ensure that you get them, and I am trying to work on a will but it could be complicated. Anyways, I miss you so much. Everyone is doing alright, but everyone is also worried about you. Hogwarts and the Ministry have been taken over by Death Eaters though, so that's not good. And all we are really learning about is a bunch of spells that are used to torture and hurt people, to extract information. Every class is basically about the Dark Arts. Not that I have really been able to pay attention, I have just been being my anxious self. Too worried about you to be able to focus on anything. Hopefully writing these letters will help. Luckily, I have Parvati and Lavender to make sure that I am taking good care of myself. I don't know what I would do without them at this point because honestly, without you, I am a mess. I am apparently like a little kid. Needing constant care and attention. Thank you for putting up with me all of these years. I miss you so much.

Seamus Finnigan