CHAPTER ONE
Evelyns POV
I wake up panting and sweating profusely, with wet, puffy eyes. Not again I think. I look over to the clock and it reads 3:27am. This has been an every night occurrence since nine months ago, when he left me.
I can't ever sleep for more than three hours at a time without waking up from the nightmares if you can even call them that. Most nights I don't even try and sleep at this point.
I can't remember the dream I just woke up from but I know what it's about, what there all about. Him.
I decided yesterday that I'm leaving Hogwarts, it's just to much for me to be here. I haven't told anyone yet but I know my best friend Amalie will be heartbroken. She's told me that if I need to leave its okay and that she will come with me, but I don't want her to leave her little sister Hermione behind.
I've been looking into places to go but I'm not quite sure yet. What I do know is that I want a small town with little people and no magic.
I yawn and get up knowing I'm not gonna be able to go back to sleep. I sit at my desk and start writing the letter. Everyday I write Cedric a letter. I know he doesn't know about them and it's just a waste of time but it helps me.
Dear Cedric, 3:51am
I don't know why I'm still writing these letters. Everyone I've told except Amelie has told me there a waste of time and stupid, but I'm going to keep writing them for you in hopes that maybe your getting them. I slept a little bit today around two and a half hours before waking up. I'd say that's pretty good. I also had some food yesterday. It was only some salad but at least I ate. I hope your happy wherever you are. I finally made the decision last night to leave Hogwarts. I don't know when I'm leaving or where exactly I'm going but I have to do it. I can't keep looking at where you've walked, smiled, and laughed without feeling pain. Which I guess is probably normal right? Oh well all I know is that I miss you so much. I don't know how much longer I can take this pain. Hopefully getting out of here helps. Amelie wants me to go take a walk with her tomorrow since I haven't left the dorm except for classes all week, but I don't think I'm gonna go. I'll tell her to take Hermione. I don't try and be rude to her, I love her but it just hurts so much to do anything when you can't. I feel like this is all my fault. Everyone tells me that it's not and I couldn't have done anything when I wasn't even there but I know I could. I could have told you not to compete. If I told you not to you might be a little upset but I knew you would have listened and then you still would be here alive. Anyways I have homework to do before class starts. I love you Cedric, so much. I hope your happy. I miss you.
I give the letter to my owl, Cora. She is a Tawny Owl. She always takes my letters and flys them out. I don't know where she takes the to but I know that if I don't give her the letter she will get it one way or another. I always let her anyway because something in my head always tells me "Let her take it, she's bringing it to him."
I know it's impossible but I like to think that he's getting my letters and reading them. That he waits for them every morning to see what I said today.
I wake up panting and sweating profusely, with wet, puffy eyes. Not again I think. I look over to the clock and it reads 3:27am. This has been an every night occurrence since nine months ago, when he left me.
I can't ever sleep for more than three hours at a time without waking up from the nightmares if you can even call them that. Most nights I don't even try and sleep at this point.
I can't remember the dream I just woke up from but I know what it's about, what there all about. Him.
I decided yesterday that I'm leaving Hogwarts, it's just to much for me to be here. I haven't told anyone yet but I know my best friend Amalie will be heartbroken. She's told me that if I need to leave its okay and that she will come with me, but I don't want her to leave her little sister Hermione behind.
I've been looking into places to go but I'm not quite sure yet. What I do know is that I want a small town with little people and no magic.
I yawn and get up knowing I'm not gonna be able to go back to sleep. I sit at my desk and start writing the letter. Everyday I write Cedric a letter. I know he doesn't know about them and it's just a waste of time but it helps me.
Dear Cedric, 3:51am
I don't know why I'm still writing these letters. Everyone I've told except Amelie has told me there a waste of time and stupid, but I'm going to keep writing them for you in hopes that maybe your getting them. I slept a little bit today around two and a half hours before waking up. I'd say that's pretty good. I also had some food yesterday. It was only some salad but at least I ate. I hope your happy wherever you are. I finally made the decision last night to leave Hogwarts. I don't know when I'm leaving or where exactly I'm going but I have to do it. I can't keep looking at where you've walked, smiled, and laughed without feeling pain. Which I guess is probably normal right? Oh well all I know is that I miss you so much. I don't know how much longer I can take this pain. Hopefully getting out of here helps. Amelie wants me to go take a walk with her tomorrow since I haven't left the dorm except for classes all week, but I don't think I'm gonna go. I'll tell her to take Hermione. I don't try and be rude to her, I love her but it just hurts so much to do anything when you can't. I feel like this is all my fault. Everyone tells me that it's not and I couldn't have done anything when I wasn't even there but I know I could. I could have told you not to compete. If I told you not to you might be a little upset but I knew you would have listened and then you still would be here alive. Anyways I have homework to do before class starts. I love you Cedric, so much. I hope your happy. I miss you.
Love,
Evelyn Black
Evelyn Black
I give the letter to my owl, Cora. She is a Tawny Owl. She always takes my letters and flys them out. I don't know where she takes the to but I know that if I don't give her the letter she will get it one way or another. I always let her anyway because something in my head always tells me "Let her take it, she's bringing it to him."
I know it's impossible but I like to think that he's getting my letters and reading them. That he waits for them every morning to see what I said today.
