[HP] I'm hanging out at Hogwarts

Eric BE - Amy

Eric's funeral was on a cloudy day in May. Anne put on a black mourning dress. When she put on this dress, she thought that Eric should have been wearing this dress, lying in the grave It should be her.

He had no bones, and Annie collected all the ashes, because she didn't know where Eric was, and there was one thing that survived in that house, which was the music box.

How it survived is unknown, but some speculate that Eric must have wanted to keep the box, which is why the Room of Requirement preserved the music box.

There must be something very important in this box, perhaps a sentence that Eric wanted to leave to important people.

Annie didn't have the courage to open the music box, and she didn't have the courage to look in the mirror again. She was afraid of her eyes that were so similar to his. Every time she saw them, she still felt that Eric Gardner was still there. Just hid.

Just like peek-a-boo when he was a child, wait for a while, and he will come back when he is tired from playing.

Eric used to stay at Annie's house a lot, and Annie locked the house and threw the key into the river.

The funeral was about to start soon, Annie covered her eyes, and counted softly like she did when she was a child, "Three...two...one..."

She longed to see Eric when she opened her eyes again, and there was nothing in front of her but the cold grave.

In the black square coffin, black ash was spread evenly, inside was a piece of clothing he often wore, surrounded by flowers, and everyone was wearing black mourning clothes, silent.

Mary had lost her luster, her son had died in the fire, and she could blame no one but laugh at fate playing tricks on her.

She tried her best back then to bring him bloody into the world, but now he walks away cleanly, turning into black ash and blue smoke.

"I know that people will die in war, but how much I hope my son can live, but God has not treated me like this." Mary said bitterly, holding a bouquet of small white flowers in her hand, and gently placed it on the to his son's grave.

She kissed the tombstone and stroked the name on the tombstone like a child's hair, "Remember to wait for mom when you get there, don't be afraid of the dark."

Mike held a large bag of things in his hand, which were Eric's relics before his death. Now all of them will be burned, leaving only a few as memories.

"These things, I think I should give them to you." Mike walked over to Annie unexpectedly, and handed her the package of things that looked like letters. "What he couldn't say before he died was written in letters. If you can read these letters, he will be very happy."

Anne took the letters, many of them written on white paper, and some of them were made of heavy parchment, which had obviously been used after he entered school.

Each letter was neatly dated, sealed with wax, neatly folded, and addressed to: Amy.

"He gave it to Amy, and I shouldn't take it over." Annie said and handed the letters back. "You should find Amy. She is Eric's secret pen pal since he was a child."

"I'm sure I handed it over to the right person." Mike said, with tears in his eyes, and Mary crouched in front of Eric's tombstone, telling the story tenderly.

"Am I the right person?" Annie asked herself in her heart. In fact, she already knew the answer, but she was still not sure.

The letters are arranged in chronological order from recent to far, with this one at the top.

"1996.12.25

Today is Christmas, I think you are a little strange recently, the way you look at me has changed, you have become more like a reliable person, and at the same time it makes me feel a little strange, I am thinking, is this really you ?Amy?Would you like it when I took you for a ride today, your hair was blown so messy by the wind, but I thought that was pretty cool, I hope I can play with you again if I have the chance, but your broom is really bad Difference. "

This letter came from 1996. At that time, Annie hadn't found herself yet, and her consciousness was completely confused, but what was said in the letter always felt inexplicably familiar to her, and she remembered the time when Eric took her for a ride.

At that time, she was really happy, as if she had forgotten all her troubles, and only traveled with him in the blue sky and white clouds.

"1995.3.18

I know you don't like that old toad in school, but why force yourself to join the ranks of a big organization?Obviously you are always targeted by that pink toad, so you don't have to deliberately cater to her preferences. I know you don't like that Usain, but I hope it's not because of other people, such as Nott.She is Nott's fiancée, there is no reason why you can't get used to her, give up early, because there are better people waiting for you. "

Usain... Most people in the college think that Annie and Usain have a bad relationship. Could it be that Amy is also at Hogwarts and has a bad relationship with Usain?

Anne gradually felt puzzled, and these things made her feel more and more familiar.

"1994.12.25

This matter is too dangerous, but I'm still very angry, you didn't invite me to be your dance partner, but I also found a way to get into the dance, I was very happy when I danced with you, I felt like It's like a butterfly, even if you step on me, I don't feel any pain.I really hope that dance can last a lifetime, it may be the most romantic moment in my life. "

After reading this, Annie's heart began to beat wildly, and she couldn't believe her guess even more, until she turned to the last letter.

"Hello, Amy, I'm Eric Gardner, nice to meet you." It was a letter from many years ago, the handwriting was still childish, and the letters were crooked, "Anny, Amy."

Tears dripped onto the yellowed paper at the edges, melting the ink on the paper, and the two letters N began to unite.

It turns out that Amy has always been me, but I never found out, and every time Anne mentioned Amy, Eric was so nervous and cramped.He even accidentally dropped his wand during a duel in the second grade.

A secret that has been hidden for more than ten years, and the truth is only revealed today. A love that has been accumulated for more than ten years is really too heavy for her.

Now recalling the things that Eric once did, it seems that everything has found a reason.

...............

"I'm sorry, Amy, I didn't intend to quarrel with you on purpose today, it's just that you usually care too little about me, only in this way will you care about me, value me, and won't be ignored by other people Take it away. Actually, I don't want to tell you those things that hurt you. I'm really sorry. I know it's naive, but I have no other way. I want to tell you, but I'm afraid you will be scared by my thoughts Yes, I really like you."

Annie rubbed the letter paper in her arms, she didn't need to apologize anymore, she was never angry, the sky started to rain lightly, she looked up at the gray sky, the raindrops fell on her face.

She opened the music box, and the voice she missed appeared again. Along with the wedding in her dream, the boy's voice was in the background of the music.

"Hey...if you can hear this...I think I should confess everything to you...You may think I'm joking, but I'm serious...From a long time ago, before you had anyone around you, you have been to me It’s not just companionship, not just relatives, I think I can’t lack you in my future life, Annie, please don’t be afraid, I’m afraid that as time goes by, there will be more and more people around you ...If I don't say anything else, there may really be no chance...I like you."

………………

Hearing this, there was a terrifying mechanical sound inside the music box, the copper plate was broken, and the parts inside the music box were completely broken due to the rain.

The broken parts were scattered on the ground, and like its former owner, it could never be repaired and fell into pieces.

That heartache came again, even stronger than last time. Her heart seemed to be emptied, and the vomiting in her stomach became more obvious.

But she had to hold back, and Mary and Mike looked at Anne, who suddenly threw herself into Mary's arms and started crying.

"I'm so stupid..."

"If he had said earlier, maybe today would not have ended like this." Mary herself was so sad that she hugged Anne tightly, as if her child was still there.

"I'm sorry...his life...it shouldn't be like this. If it wasn't for me being so reckless, if it wasn't for me, he would have lived happily." Annie blamed herself, "It's because of me."

"He died for justice, and I'm proud of him." Mike sniffed fiercely, "This is my son."

"But we have to look forward. Life can't stop here." Mary wiped her tears, "The person he loves the most is you, so you must live a good life, so that he will be happy."

A few handfuls of soil filled his coffin and killed her heart.

The inscription in front of Eric's grave reads: Wanderer, if you come here, don't forget the bitterness of life and recall the sweetness of the past, because your life is far more than these two flavors.

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The shock of knowing the truth made Annie unable to calm down for a long time, but from now on, no matter what she did, she would always feel that she was not alone, and Eric was always by her side.

He is like a shadow branded on her body. After a long time, she sometimes regards herself as Eric, mocks herself with his tone, and then replies with her own tone.

Everyone thought she was sick, but in fact she was not, just some scars, which would never be smoothed over a lifetime, such as burns from flames.

She fell in love with eating orange jelly, and she could eat a lot if no one stopped her. She suddenly understood why Dumbledore liked eating sweets so much, maybe not because she liked it, but because this kind of thing has shared memories of the two.

Like the peppermints that appear on the Hogwarts table for no reason, every year; like those small desserts that are always prepared in Dumbledore's office.

Every year after that, Annie would come here to visit the grave, and also told him her life for a year in letters. Amy had a good life, and she had new insights every year, and there were always surprises in life.

The man had disappeared into the fire, and his voice could never be found as the music box was broken.

She once had a dream, dreaming that Eric was not dead, dreaming that he confessed to her affectionately, they formed a family, had their own children, and lived happily.

But when she woke up from the dream, the sense of despair made her even more helpless, she could only grit her teeth and continue to live, because she is not alone now, she is living here instead of Eric piece of land.

They have become one.

Amy... I miss you...

"Me too." She looked at the night outside the window, the stars were shining brightly, and one of them was particularly bright, she thought, maybe Eric was watching her.

He used to be such a carefree person, but died unexpectedly in a fire, sleeping in his best years, when people mention him again, they will remember him——was a teenager.