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Fortune_Cookie · 01-12-2007, 09:56 PM

Last post!

I wouldn’t have come here if Dumbledore hadn’t suggested it. But just to seem obedient, I yielded to his instruction. Gazing around Cedric’s dormitory, I couldn’t help but be in a daze. Just the day before, he’d slept in this bed. My fingers trailed along the covers and pillow.

We were supposed to have a celebration last night. It was supposed to be happy, not depressing. He had had a surprise for me.

The surprise. I remembered. What if it were an object, not an event? Choking back my tears, I looked around. I didn’t want to look through his things. Then I noticed a piece of paper sticking out from beneath his pillow. With curiosity, I pulled it out from under the poofy mass.

Carefully unfolding it, I studied the handwriting. It was Cedric’s, that was certain. It read,

Dear Cho,

This is just a letter for you to read whenever you’re feeling down or missing me during the summertime. You know, we could always plan to meet somewhere and hang out before school opens again.

Anyways, I just want to tell you that when we’re separated, which we will, I’ll be thinking about you. I hope you won’t forget us or the memories we’ve made over this year. You’re so special, Cho. Don’t ever forget that.

Oh yeah. Maybe we can even practice some Quidditch together. I promise I won’t kiss you while we’re on our brooms to make you giddy.

That sums it up. Remember, Cho Chang, you’re on my mind even now.

Lots of love,
Cedric Diggory

P.S. You’re so beautiful, have I ever mentioned that?

The tears came down and I didn’t try to stop them. But of course Ced wasn’t thinking about me right now. He was dead. I made myself repeat it. He’s dead. He’s dead.

Look at your face, it doesn’t shine the way it used to…

Across the room, a small mirror reflected me, my face contorted with tears. I choked them back for a moment to study my sorrowful visage.

Look at your eyes, they don’t sparkle anymore…

They were dull, lifeless. The rich, dark brown colour filled them had become black. I felt tears trickling down my cheeks once more.

Look what you’ve done, you’ve ruined it for everyone…

“Why did you have to die, Ced?” I cried to no one in particular and hoped that no one would come in while I was having my fit. “You promised me. You promised me that you wouldn’t kill yourself. Why couldn’t you have been more careful?”

[I]Who told you that you had to lose your innocence? I]

Throwing myself onto his four-poster bed, I wept into his pillow, my hand clasped around the note. It wasn’t Cedric’s fault. He was still the blameless, manly youth that I had known. But Voldemort had killed him. My anger turned.

“You git, Voldemort! Why did you kill Ced? He was such a nice guy and we had plans. You’ve ruined them, and I hope you’re satisfied. You’ve killed the best guy in the whole world.”

I, I’m starting over…

My voice became raspy and choked with tears. Crying more, I curled under Ced’s covers. My gaze reached the open window of his dormitory. A yellow-and-black butterfly was poised on the windowsill, nearly motionless. It seemed as though it was listening to me, so I directed my voice to it. “Ced, we were supposed to play Quidditch. And you were supposed to make me giddy on my broom. You should be right here, with me.” Sniffling, I told myself to calm down.

I, I’m starting over…

I took in some deep breaths and allowed myself to take in Cedric’s scent from the pillow and the covers that enveloped me. Clutching the note, I re-read it three times. Feeling quite drowsy, I felt my eyelids droop. The butterfly fluttered through the open window and landed softly on my hand that held Cedric’s note. Then I understood that Cedric wasn’t physically beside me here, but he still was with me. With that thought, I drifted into a peaceful sleep, the butterfly’s wings beating in unison with my heart.

fin

01-12-2007, 09:56 PM	#120 (permalink)
Fortune_Cookie Library Writer Sirius Author Lefty SS100 Triumphant Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: Signing off SS for good…blame the workload and the hectic-ness of life. I’ll miss you all…:cry: Posts: 6,879 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eunice Murray Fifth	Last post! I wouldn’t have come here if Dumbledore hadn’t suggested it. But just to seem obedient, I yielded to his instruction. Gazing around Cedric’s dormitory, I couldn’t help but be in a daze. Just the day before, he’d slept in this bed. My fingers trailed along the covers and pillow. We were supposed to have a celebration last night. It was supposed to be happy, not depressing. He had had a surprise for me. The surprise. I remembered. What if it were an object, not an event? Choking back my tears, I looked around. I didn’t want to look through his things. Then I noticed a piece of paper sticking out from beneath his pillow. With curiosity, I pulled it out from under the poofy mass. Carefully unfolding it, I studied the handwriting. It was Cedric’s, that was certain. It read, Dear Cho, This is just a letter for you to read whenever you’re feeling down or missing me during the summertime. You know, we could always plan to meet somewhere and hang out before school opens again. Anyways, I just want to tell you that when we’re separated, which we will, I’ll be thinking about you. I hope you won’t forget us or the memories we’ve made over this year. You’re so special, Cho. Don’t ever forget that. Oh yeah. Maybe we can even practice some Quidditch together. I promise I won’t kiss you while we’re on our brooms to make you giddy. That sums it up. Remember, Cho Chang, you’re on my mind even now. Lots of love, Cedric Diggory P.S. You’re so beautiful, have I ever mentioned that? The tears came down and I didn’t try to stop them. But of course Ced wasn’t thinking about me right now. He was dead. I made myself repeat it. He’s dead. He’s dead. Look at your face, it doesn’t shine the way it used to… Across the room, a small mirror reflected me, my face contorted with tears. I choked them back for a moment to study my sorrowful visage. Look at your eyes, they don’t sparkle anymore… They were dull, lifeless. The rich, dark brown colour filled them had become black. I felt tears trickling down my cheeks once more. Look what you’ve done, you’ve ruined it for everyone… “Why did you have to die, Ced?” I cried to no one in particular and hoped that no one would come in while I was having my fit. “You promised me. You promised me that you wouldn’t kill yourself. Why couldn’t you have been more careful?” [I]Who told you that you had to lose your innocence? I] Throwing myself onto his four-poster bed, I wept into his pillow, my hand clasped around the note. It wasn’t Cedric’s fault. He was still the blameless, manly youth that I had known. But Voldemort had killed him. My anger turned. “You git, Voldemort! Why did you kill Ced? He was such a nice guy and we had plans. You’ve ruined them, and I hope you’re satisfied. You’ve killed the best guy in the whole world.” I, I’m starting over… My voice became raspy and choked with tears. Crying more, I curled under Ced’s covers. My gaze reached the open window of his dormitory. A yellow-and-black butterfly was poised on the windowsill, nearly motionless. It seemed as though it was listening to me, so I directed my voice to it. “Ced, we were supposed to play Quidditch. And you were supposed to make me giddy on my broom. You should be right here, with me.” Sniffling, I told myself to calm down. I, I’m starting over… I took in some deep breaths and allowed myself to take in Cedric’s scent from the pillow and the covers that enveloped me. Clutching the note, I re-read it three times. Feeling quite drowsy, I felt my eyelids droop. The butterfly fluttered through the open window and landed softly on my hand that held Cedric’s note. Then I understood that Cedric wasn’t physically beside me here, but he still was with me. With that thought, I drifted into a peaceful sleep, the butterfly’s wings beating in unison with my heart. fin __________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie!