- Snape: ...Up to something.
- Snape: What would three young Gryffindors such as yourselves be doing inside... on a day like this?
- Hermione: Uh... Well... We... We were just...
- Snape: You ought to be careful. People will think you're...
Waiting for a reply kills me.
You’ve been on my mind a lot lately.
You have been integrating yourself into my dreams, making excuses for your prolonged absence, as if you never left, and you are still the same, ever as spirited and joyous as you always were.
This whole town is a memory, we grew up here together, we loved and hated each other here, we have beautiful and awful memories here. On this road Jake piggybacked you for half an hour because you were too stubborn to wear shoes. This is park we used to sneak to at night sometimes. This is where we went to school. These are the stairs on which you hugged me for 10 minutes while I cried. This couch is where I threw my shoe at you and you didn’t speak to me for a week. There goes to bus we used to catch together every day. This is the street we used to roll down on stolen road side collection chairs. This is the street we used to play spotlight on until midnight on Christmas. This is the town we watched go up in flames just weeks before you left. This is the town in which I loved you.
I have a new home now, it holds no memories of you, the echo of your absence doesn’t lurk around every corner and in every doorway, I can’t see the shadow of where you were, only where you should be. You can never understand what it is to miss a person until you can pin point the last conversation you will ever have with them.
Some of the last conversations I had with you haunt me constantly. The last time we spoke on the phone it was at some ungodly hour and you were persistent that we should watch the new Disney movie you just bought right this minute. I told you it was 7am and I was going back to sleep, we will watch it another time.
We never did.
You came around before one of my first dates with Will and I asked you to stick around and meet him, you told me that there would be plenty of time for that in the future.
You never met him.
I wonder if I’d be a different person if you were still here. I wish I had your courage, I wish I could speak my mind in the way that you did. I constantly seek your advice but I never hear a reply. What I wouldn’t give for one more chat, for one more hug, anything.
The last time I saw you, you weren’t there.