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he kept glancing around the school corridors, waiting for you to appear with a wide grin on your lips.
“y/n, i miss you.” he whispered as he caught the hallway empty.
you died earlier in the summer, attempting to protect neville from voldemort and the death eaters- who had then realized that harry wasn't the only person eligible for the prophecy.
he let out a heavied sigh, his hands shaking. “i just wish you hadn't been so caring... you would still be here with me... holding my hand, encouraging me to be the best that i can.”
in that moment, he stiffened and vowed for his revenge for your life. he meant every word.
