Dear Fred Weasley ✔

Chapter seven

After I finished cleaning the room I walked downstairs holding the box of letters from Fred. I sat in the kitchen rereading the first letter when Mrs.Weasley came into the room.

"Dear what's all this?" She asked me, I handed her the letter. She held it in her hands and a small smile grew on her face as small beads of water streamed down her cheeks. She laughed slightly at something he said and handed me back the letter. "Oh, I miss him so much." She whispered. I stood up and wrapped my skinny arms around her plump shoulders.

"Me too." I whispered. I felt her body shake as a sob broke through her body.

"I miss my baby." She cried. I squeezed her shoulders and let tears fall down my cheeks.

"I miss him too." I told her.

"Hey mum have yo-" George stopped mid-sentence his eyes landing on his mum and I and nodded. He walked up to the two of us and wrapped his arms around us. "I see you found lover boys letters'." George said with a tiny smile. I nodded.

"Yeah I did, I can't believe he took the time to write these letters." I said, George just shook his head.

"Amelia, he loved you. He wrote you letters every night just like you do now." He said, I felt Mrs. Weasley moved in our arms.

"Well, at least I still have one of my boys." She said patting George's cheek before walking out of our arms. She placed the letter back in the box and put the lid on it. She turned to me and handed it to me. "Don't lose these dear." She told me. I shook my head giving her a small smile.

"I wouldn't dream of it." I told her taking the box off the counter and running back upstairs. I reached under the bed and grabbed the box that I kept my letters in and opened the lid. Two pieces of parchment laid in the bottom of the box and I sighed. How have I only written two letters when my mind is swimming in thoughts? I wondered.

Without a second thought I sat at my desk and took a piece of parchment dipping my quill in ink.

'Dear Fred Weasley;

You're mum broke down today, that's the first time since the funeral that she's shed a tear.

I haven't wrote to you since the night I saw you in my dream and I'm really sorry. But i do miss you. And I wish that you could visit me more because this is crushing me.. its honestly making me feel some sort of pain inside my body that I can't explain to anyone, only you. It starts in the pit of my stomach and ends at my heart. I always feel like I'm going to start crying but i push the tears away and move on because, well... there's another Weasley on the way babe.

I know its probably a lot to ask of you but.. I want you to visit Blue when she's old enough. I want her to know  what her real father was like... who he is and why I fell in love with him. I want her to know everything, no secrets nothing. Our baby girl needs to know who her amazing daddy was.

But before you do anything... I think you should see your brother first.. he needs to know that's its okay for him to prank without you around. He needs to know that he's aloud to be happy.  

I just wanted to say that no matter what I will always love you. I will never move on. I'll stay here in this rut till the day i die, i will stay loving you for the rest of my life. Our promise was forever and always, and till the day i die i will always love you, just like you did. I love you baby, and I miss you so so so much. 

Forever and always;

Love Amelia Fay Island 

I sighed and dug out the box and placed the new letter in it. I closed it and put it back under my bed. I stood up and walked over to my dark brown oak dresser and pulled it open. I grabbed a pair of black tights and a white tanktop and pulled them on. I grabbed Fred's old Quidditch sweater and threw it over my head and pulled on a pair of socks to go with it.

I walked down the staircase and was greeted by a now busy hustling Mrs. Weasley and George laying across the couch. 

"I'm gonna go out for a bit." I said aloud. Mrs. Weasley looked at me with a smile on her face. 

"Make sure you dress warmly dear." She said. I nodded and grabbed my black jacket and pulled it on. I stuffed my feet into my back boots and stuffed my wand into them and scampered out the front door. 

I apparited to one place where I always felt safe, my first home. The first place besides the Burrow where I felt like I belonged. Hogwarts. 

I walked into the front doors of the huge Castle and sighed. The walls were all fixed and everything looked like it did my first time coming here.

I made my way up the Gargoyle that led to Dumbledore's old office. I knew there would still be a password so I sighed and racked my brain for any possibilities. 

"Acid pops?" I said unsure with myself, sure enough the thing started to move and I climbed up the staircase and opened the door to the office. Everything looked the same from the many times I have been in here.

"Mrs. Island, what are you doing here?" I heard a familiar voice say.  Professor Minerva McGonagall. I whipped around and smiled. 

"Hi Professor." I said with a smile. 

"Oh its good to see you dear." She said pulling me into a hug. I smiled and hugged her back, she was my favorite teacher when I learned here. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I was always told I could come here if I needed somewhere to go... and I really need to be here." I told her