Into The Light (Golden Trio Era) {2}

Broken at the Cherry Tree

June 24th, 1995, 1 year ago today, Cedric was killed by Wormtail aka Peter Pettigrew. One year ago today, Voldemort returned and almost killed Mikayla and Harry. Mikayla believed that today was the day that she should return to the Cherry Blossom tree that was riddled with memories of her time with Cedric, and just sit there and have a little memorial. So, down she walked out of the courtyard towards the famous cherry tree, she spent most of last year with her guitar in hand.

Mikayla pulls out her wand once she arrives at the tree, "Defodio." She mumbled as she cut a hole in the ground near the trunk of the tree. She pulled out a canister that was painted yellow and black with Cedric's name written in red paint on the lid. Mikayla unscrewed the lid and she placed the open canister in the hole she dug. "First is the picture we took on Valentines Day, after we told each other we loved one another for the first time." Mikayla spoke quietly, before placing the picture into the open canister. "The letter you wrote to your parents after the second task about us." Mikayla slid the rolled up letter into the open canister, she felt a twang of sadness hit her as she her hands reached up to the back of her neck. "The necklace you gave me on Valentines Day." She whispered as she unclasped the necklace and slowly placed it into the canister. "The watch from your favourite movies." Mikayla dropped the watch in the canister once she took it out of her blue bag. "The sheet music of the first song we wrote together." She placed the sheet music for 'Everybody Talks' in the canister as a small smile tugged on her lips as a flash of them dancing and singing together. "A picture from the Yule Ball." Mikayla put the picture with the other items. "Lastly, the kites we flew on Valentine's Day." Mikayla spoke as she folded the kites and placing them in the smallish canister, she buried the canister using her hands to scoop the dirt back into the hole.

Mikayla carved Cedric's name into the trunk of the tree where she just buried the canister. She place her hand on the name, taking a deep breath before she sat Indian style, leaning her back and head against the trunk of the beautiful blossomed tree. Her eyes fluttered closed, as she took another deep breath, "Hey Ced, you've been gone a year now, I know you told me to move on and find love again, and I am working on it I promise, but it's harder than you think. I'm going to play you something and then I have a little chat with you." Mikayla explained to the branches above her that were littered with pink blossoms.

"So Ced, as you probably know my Dad, Sirius, died the other day, so now both my parents are with you wherever you all are, and doing whatever you guys do." Mikayla's throat started to get a lump forming in the middle of it, as she holds back the tears that really want to spill, as though someone wrapped her oesophagus with extra sharp barbed wire. "I miss you all so much, I actually think that I'mma curse..." Mikayla jokes chuckling a little before reanalysing her words as though they were true, "In the past 3 years, 3 people close to me have died, and it always happens in June." Mikayla spoke angrily as if she was putting a puzzle together and just discovered there's a middle piece missing. Mikayla was frustrated at herself as she began to realise the truth, "I'm like the catalyst for bringing death, everyone around me has died, and 2/3 times it's been my fault!"

Mikayla slammed her fist against the ground angrily, she felt a shooting pain go up her right arm, as she began to fall apart. She let the tears flow, as she hammered her hands against the hard ground. She unclenched her fists, weaving her fingers into her hair as she began to pull it lightly out of frustration. Mikayla's knees curled up into her chest, she placed her two elbows on her knees as she lowered head. She took her right hand out of her hand and she began to slap the ground. "I'm the reason, they're dead!" Mikayla whispered to herself, "if I hadn't went to Dumbledore, Cedric would've left the graveyard and been safe.." she croaked, her words stinging her voice box. "If I stopped Harry from going to Ministry, dad would still be alive!" She seethed towards herself in a whisper.

Mikayla's hand was hitting the ground at full force now, that she hadn't noticed the flobberworm she killed, and repeatedly squashed, guts were in the bends of her fingers. There was a series of four loud cracks, Mikayla yelped in pain, she put so much force into slapping the ground that she has broken her ring finger, middle finger and wrist in two places. This made Mikayla just sob even more, it felt like she was drowning but instead of water she was being overpowered by darkness and pain. Her hold body shook as she cried and cradled her right hand. Mikayla could feel her whole world crumbling around her, and she was fighting as much as she could to stay awake, but the pain of her hand and her heart was too overbearing. Mikayla could see someone with short fiery hair rushing towards her, calling her name, she furrowed her eyebrows watching them approach her, it was Ron, who slid onto his knees to get on Mikayla's level, but once he reached her side, Mikayla's eyes closed from the pain of her arm, she felt arms pick her up before her mind shut off.

Mikayla came around whilst Madam Pomfrey was shining her lit wand at her eyes to check if her pupils were responding to light. Mikayla groaned, sealing her eyes shut for a few seconds before reopening them and taking in the view of the room. "Miss Black, what happened to your arm?" "I did..." Mikayla spoke softly as she notices she was in a sling. "I was having a bit of minor breakdown and I was slapping the ground so hard that I broke it with my force." Madam Pomfrey looked at Mikayla stunned at her honesty, Mikayla saw that Ron was sitting next to her bed, "thanks for helping me, Ron." Mikayla smiled at the red head who looked extremely worried, "what caused your breakdown, Miss Black?" Madam Pomfrey questioned, Mikayla's voice got loss, she didn't want to worry her friends anymore than she has but she knew that she'd have to fess up. "Um, Cedric is gone a year today and I um realised that in the last three years, three people I loved have died, all in June." Her voice was ever so quiet, she heard Ron stand up and felt him place his hand on her shoulder for comforts she looked up at Madam Pomfrey who had a sad expression on her face. "I'm sorry dear.." Madam Pomfrey had a hint of sadness in her voice, Mikayla nodded before the matron dismissed her.

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