Dear Ced,
I'm sorry to write again so soon, but I feel like I'm running out of words and time. Everything has become unbearable. I've tried so hard to stay strong, but I'm reaching my limit.
The weight of the fear and uncertainty surrounding us is crushing me. Every day feels like a battle, and I'm losing the fight. I'm struggling to hold onto hope, but it's slipping away, and I don't know how much more I can take.
Even though I'm surrounded by family and friends, I feel utterly alone. Their presence doesn't seem to fill the emptiness I'm feeling, and I'm sinking deeper into this loneliness.
I'm still terrified from the attack on Dad at the Ministry. Seeing him wrapped in bandages and struggling to heal has left me shaken and scared. The sight of him in such pain and the thought of what could happen next fills me with a deep, relentless fear that I can't seem to escape.
I wish you were here to offer some comfort, but it seems like that's a hope slipping further away.
Please forgive me if this is too much. I just needed to reach out, hoping that somehow, you can hear me.
With a heavy heart,
D.W
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Letters To A Friend (Draco Malfoy Fanfiction)
FanfictionAfter 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...
