Saying Goodbye Once and For All

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"Ced what's going on, where am I?" Cedric tried to look relaxed, "Ayla, there's nothing to worry about, you've just slipped into a deep section of your subconscious where you've buried your deepest sorrows, the ones you didn't want to deal with at the time as it caused you so much heart ache." Well that wasn't the answer Mikayla was expecting whatsoever, "Where did my mam go?" She asks sitting up looking around for her, "I think she just gone to check on your active mind, since it shut down for you to be here." Mikayla nods accepting Cedric's explanation. She looks at her ex boyfriend, the boy that she fell in love with in such a short amount of time, the boy who indirectly shattered her heart. "So, what happens now?" Mikayla laid back down, this time closer to Cedric, cuddling into him for comfort. "Well sweetheart, you need to let me go." Cedric voice was a comforting whisper, "But why?" Cedric signed loudly, "The two hardest things to say in life are 'hello' for the first time and 'goodbye' for the last. I don't want to hold you back from being able to love again, because loving you was the greatest thing I ever did. I believe that someone else should get the chance to be loved by you sweetheart." In that exact moment tears spilled from Mikayla's ocean blue eyes and created a trail down her cheeks. "I don't think I'm ready to let you go." She whispers, as her heartaches, "You wouldn't be here if you weren't ready sweetheart." Mikayla's throat begins to burn slight, "But I Love you." Cedric's eyes met Mikayla's, "And I love you, but it's time that I become a memory and not a ghost." She takes a shaky breath, nodding remember a quote from a kid's show she watched that applied to this situation perfectly, "How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?" Cedric chuckled, "Are you quoting Winnie The Pooh to me?" Mikayla laughs lightly nodding her head, "Can you promise me something?" Cedric spoke quietly, Mikayla nods returning her gaze to his perfectly chiseled face, "Promise me that you'll never stop fighting." "I Promise." Cedric kissed her forehead before he slowed evaporated, leaving the blonde alone under the cherry tree.

Mikayla laid there for a few minutes before her mammy made a reappearance. "You let Cedric go..." she sighs in contentment, Enya takes a seat beside Mikayla, and leans her back against the tree. "The song you sang at my funeral was beautiful darling..." Mikayla stayed silent, "Mammy, why do I need to let you go?" Mikayla's voice was almost toddler-like, "because darling, I need you to." Mikayla's eyebrows furrowed looking up at her mother, "Mikayla, you're an Aevus Seer, you need a clear mind not one filled with ghosts of those you lost. I want you to be something greater than I was, to create your own legacy, to take your destiny in your own hands and not follow my footsteps as honoured as I am by your willingness to." Enya pauses, Mikayla sits up rested her head on her Mam's shoulder, "all I ever want to do is make you proud of me Mammy." Mikayla's voice was softly spoken, "you do that by being yourself darling, forget about the past and focus on living your wildest dreams. Even if that may be organising and co teaching a Defence Against the Dark Arts Army." Mikayla chuckles lightly making her cheeks blush slightly. "Don't give up, the future is going to be a little complicated but I have high hopes for you and your friends. Be who you want to be, and never change my love, because you are best version of yourself. I love you darling." Mikayla sighed knowing what has to come next, "I Love you too Mammy, to the moon and back." The girls share a hug with their eyes sewn shut. When Mikayla reopened her eyes her mum was gone and she saw a little bridge across the river with a sign in front of it, 'bridge to consciousness.' Mikayla smiled slightly, taking in her surroundings one more time before following the bridge.

Mikayla sat up with a start on the bathroom floor, almost head butting Ron and Harry who were leaning over her with a sponge and blanket. "SHE'S AWAKE." Ginny yells from the door making Mikayla slap her hand against her head to a massive headache. She heard thundering of footsteps, "out all of you." Molly ordered, squatting down in front of Mikayla. "How are you feeling darling?" A small smile appeared on Mikayla's face, "I feel good, just a bit of a headache Mrs Weasley." Mrs Weasley nodded, handing her a drinking potion, Mikayla downed it and her head ache was gone. Mikayla smiled cheerfully, "is it time for presents now?" Molly chuckles helping the blonde off the floor, "yes it is darling." Harry, Hermione and Ron pulled Mikayla to the side once Molly went to get a pot of tea for everyone to drink during present unwrapping. "What happened to you?" Ron questioned quietly, the other two shot him a look that didn't look to friendly, "I slipped into a deep section of my subconscious where my mum and Cedric had resided in since I didn't deal correctly with their deaths, so I spoke to them, said my goodbyes, got some closure and returned to the real world." Mikayla shrugged taking a seat in between Remus and Sirius. Sirius wrapped his arm around his blonde headed daughter, "you gave me a bit of a scare back there love, everything ok?" Mikayla nodded looking into the fire, "just finally letting Mam and Cedric go." Mikayla looked down at the watch on her wrist, she unlatched it and places it neatly on the fireplace, she smiled slightly before returning to her seat. "Merry Christmas Dad." She snuggles into Sirius' shoulder as they watched Bill open all his gifts first.

After everyone had opened their gifts, Fred grabbed his guitar whilst Mikayla grabbed two seats for them to sit down in front of the fire. "What are you doing?" Harry laughed before he saw Fred walk back into the sitting room with his guitar, "I'm going to sing you some Christmas Songs." Mikayla smiled, taking a seat on the left of Fred. "Ready?" He whispers, Mikayla nods just before Fred began strumming his guitar.

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