Dear Ced,
I don't even know where to begin. We were woken up in the middle of the night and called to Dumbledore's office because Harry had one of his dreams. He saw Dad being attacked at the Ministry—by a snake, of all things. It sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? But it's true. Dad's in St Mungo's now, and we're all trying to hold on, but it feels like the ground has been ripped out from under us.
Mum's been a wreck, crying every other minute, and Fred and George... they're cracking jokes, but I know they're scared. They're not fooling anyone. Even Ron's trying to act like everything's fine, though I can tell he's just as worried. Ginny's quiet, and you know what that means—she's putting up her walls like I am. We're all pretending, but it's like we're teetering on the edge, and no one knows what to say to make it better.
I keep telling myself I have to be strong for everyone else, but inside I'm crumbling. I can't stop thinking about Mum's face when she heard the news—it's like she aged ten years in that moment. I want to be the strong one, the one who holds it all together, but I'm exhausted, Ced. Every breath feels heavier than the last, and I can't shake this sinking feeling in my chest.
I miss you so much. I keep wishing you were here, like you always were when I needed you. You'd know what to say, you'd know how to make me feel less like the walls are closing in. But all I've got are these letters, and no matter how much I write, it doesn't feel like enough. It's never enough.
I don't know what to do, Ced. I really don't. I just wish you were here to tell me it's all going to be okay.
– D.W.
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Letters To A Friend (Draco Malfoy Fanfiction)
FanficAfter Cedric's death, Dolly Weasley discovers an old notebook that mysteriously erases her letters to Cedric as soon as she closes it. Unbeknownst to her, Draco Malfoy possesses the other half of this peculiar notebook. For months, he silently reads...
