Unsent Letters-Deamus

To My Darling, Seamus,

To my darling, Seamus,

Turns out when you are on the run, you have just a bunch of time to evaluate yourself and your life, and then when you don't know who you are, you can evaluate it again. Sounds fun, right? I shouldn't complain though, because I am still alive. Because I have people looking out for me. But it is hard not to. Part of me just wants to break down, and cry and scream. But the other part knows that I need to be strong, that I need to keep going. No matter what. And I am torn up inside. I want to go to Hogwarts, it's my second home basically. I also kind of want to go home. I want to see you guys but I can't go home without putting you guys in danger and me in danger too. It's so stupid. I just want everything to go back to normal and I know that it can't. I know that it will never be normal but, I don't know I can't help from hoping. Every night I think of what it must be like at Hogwarts. I am just guessing that Ron, Harry, and Hermione are not at school, but with everything so different I can not be sure what it is like. I miss everyone. Parvati, Lavender, Ron, Hermione, you, and Harry. And as aforementioned, even Snape. I know I have already said that but I felt like saying that again. It's so hard to run. So hard to fight the urges to turn back. It's hard, knowing how badly I want to head back. But knowing if I go back I will probably die. I can't head back. I know. But I really want to. And I have to fight with myself to keep from turning back but it is awful. And I don't know if I will ever see you guys again. And that just adds to the hurting. Adds to the pain of everything. It's like a darkness surrounding me, but I know that I have to be strong. To stay strong. To keep fighting the good fight. And I will. I promise. I will not give up. For you. I will fight as hard as I can so that I (hopefully) can see you again. Promise me that you will stay strong too. I need you to stay strong. Even if I die, I need to know that you will be safe. Do I sound stupid? Never mind I do not even really care now. I just need to know that you will be safe. And what makes this all worse is I know that you cannot promise that you will be safe. And that I cannot talk to you for a while, possibly several years. Or even forever. Well, goodbye for now. I miss you. I miss everyone. I hope to see you all soon.

      With much love,

Dean Thomas