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Death Comes A-calling

A/N: Hello all,

Thank you for your lovely well wishings. I am feeling a bit better today. Still not 100%, so I'm just taking it slowly. I don't want a repeat of what happened.

Now, on with the game-changing chapter! PLEASE ALSO CHECK OUT MY A/N AT THE END!

AND WARNING: CONTAINS DEATH TRIGGERS. PLEASE TAKE CAUTION, LOVELIES.

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Four Years Later.

You were sat on the rug on your living room floor, looking through faded photographs of you and your spouse. You smiled sadly at your beaming faces, saddened by the thought that you would never see them again, as the had died only months before.

It had been a gradual decline and certainly taxing at times but now that they were gone, you missed them greatly. Oh how you wished that they were still alive.

Sitting there on the floor, you came across a letter, folded around a picture of you and your spouse on your honeymoon. It was addressed to them. You didn't recognise the handwriting.

Opening the envelope, you pulled out a small covering note. It read:

Dear (your spouse),

Firstly,I just want to thank you for taking after (y/n) when I failed too. You were so good to them and for that, I am in debt to you.

Secondly, I am so sorry to read in your previous letter that you are terminally unwell. You cannot imagine what you both are going through emotionally and physically. If there is anything I can do for you, please do not hesitate to ask, my friend.

(Your spouse), I know in your last letter, you asked for me to write a letter to (y/n) to explain what truly happened between them and I at Hogwarts. Under other circumstances I would normally have denied such a request but as you so pointedly wrote in your note, in so many months, (y/n) will be alone and neither of us want them to be alone in this world.

Therefore when the time is right, please give this letter to (y/n). I hope that after they remember, they don't hate me.

Stay positive, my friend. My prayers are with you.

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Your eyes scanned the letter, widening as the author wrote in depthly about memories you couldn't recall and intimate moments you had shared with some you'd apparently adored...

...the spectre who haunted your dreams.

You continued reading.

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This letter is a mess. I am a mess. Such a mess in fact that I cannot even write properly. I doubt any of this makes sense but I just wanted to try and convey my emotions into words. My hand is shaking. Can you read my writing?

Are you okay?

I know I don't really have a right to ask but please, please just let me know that you're okay. That's all I ask.


You cannot imagine how much I wish I owned a timeturner. I wish I could go back in time and just stop myself from causing you so much pain. My saint.

I still love you. I know that the feeling isn't reciprocated anymore but I just want you to know that I still care. I always cared. You don't have to love me again. I'm not asking for that but please, at least let me know that you're okay.

Forever yours,

Newt Scamander

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You were going to be sick. It was too much for your brainto process. The memories came flooding back, bringing with it a overpowering wave of nausea.

It was all too real. You couldn't believe this was happening.

Running to the bathroom, you soon found yourself emptying your bile into the toilet bowl. Lifting your head once you were done, you unsteadily stood up to wash your mouth in the basin.

You didn't know quite what to do next. Your heart screamed for you to go and find your ghost but your head...

Your head was a mixing bowl of emotions.

What were you going to do?

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A/N: VOTING TIME!

SHOULD YOU STAY OR SHOULD YOU GO?