I sat on mine and Fred's bed with my scrapbook on my lap. As a joke I suggested to Fred when we were little that we should keep a scrapbook of our friendship, he thought I was serious and actually did. He brought his camera everywhere with us just to take pictures of us and George doing stupid things. I looked at the picture of Fred and George both kissing my cheeks, I had the biggest smile on my eight year old face.

As I flipped through the memories I got to the part where Fred and I got together and we changed the scrapbook so we could remember our relationship forever. I looked at one of the first pictures, it was Fred asking me to go to the Yule ball with him, my hand was covering my mouth as I sat at the Gryffindor table shocked, tears formoring in our eyes, then the picture started moving, I jumped into Fred's arms nodding as he spun me around.

I quickly shut the book my heart aching at the sight of all mine and Fred's happy moments. I picked Blue up and walked downstairs to find Mrs. Weaslsy reading the Daily Profit.

"Mrs.Weas- Molly, can you watch Blue while I go out for a bit?" I asked cutting myself off knowing how much she hated when I called her Mrs.Weasley, because she feared it made her sound old.

"Oh of course dear, give her here." She replied, I handed her my tiny ginger before going to get my jacket and purse. I fixed my hair a bit and took some deep breathes trying to rid my eyes of the redness from tears. I walked downstairs thanking Mrs.Weasley on my way out.

I appreated off the Burrow property and landed in Godric's hallow. Walking across the busy street full of wizards I got to the gates of the cemitary. When I finally got the courage to open the latch, I pushed the gate open, a loud squeaking sound filed the quite area. I walked around until I found the headstone I was looking for.

I sat down on the leaf covered ground and sighed. "Hi baby." I started. "We all miss you on this side. Georgie is a wreck without you he won't even pull the smallest prank. Your mum and dad are trying to push past the fact the house isn't full of laughter and explosions. Ron and Hermione are engaged everyone's really excited for the wedding. Harry and Ginny are going steady, its quite cute actually I know if you where here you'd get all protective over her because she's your little sister. Gosh Freddie, Blue is growing so fast. It feels like yesterday you were standing by my bedside holding our little girl, but that was six months ago, and you've been gone for a week or so." I had stopped talking waiting for an answer, but I didnt get one. I don't know why I ever expected one, I just got my hopes up. "I really wish you were here baby. Everything is horrible, everything reminds me of you even the smallest things. My parents kicked me out because they didn't want a single teenage mum around their house. So I'm back in your old room with Georgie, its not that bad actually him and I often have midnight conversations together." I kept rambling on to the lifeless headstone dating my boyfriends birth and death. I chuckled to myself thinking about how crazy I must look to someone just passing by. "I don't even know why I'm explaing this to you, you'll never answer, you'll never reply." I started getting worked up and I felt tears brim my eyes. "Goddammit Fred Weasley!" I yelled. "If you just listened for five minutes of your life you would still be here with me. I told you to be careful and I told you not to joke around. But as always you didn't listen, you'd rather miss your daughters life then listen." I was growing more angry then I was upset, but as soon as I got mad it passed and tears welled up in my eyes again. "Fred... I don't think your realize how much I need you right now. I need you to help me raise our little girl. Georgie and the others try, and they try to understand but what the hell am I gonna tell Blue when she's older?" I couldn't hold anything in. For the last week all the shit I've been feeling has finally found a way to be expressed. But when I get back to the burrow i'm gonna put up my walls again and raise my baby. She needs me and she's the only thing I have left.

I got on my knees and pressed my lips to the grey headstone, when I turned around I came face-to-face with someone I would never expect. "Uh, hi Amelia."

"Hey Draco." I mumbled wiping away my tears. "I probably look like a mess." I chuckled lightly, for the first time in seven years I saw Draco smile.

"No its okay." He replied, I took the time to see what he was wearing, a simple pair of blue jeans and a sweater with a jacket on. This is the most casual I've even seen him.

"So what uh, what are you doing here?" I asked him. He looked behind me to Fred's headstone and hung his head low.

"I've felt guilty since it happened. I mean she was my aunt and she- did that to him. You really loved him, Fred was a good guy." Draco said. "I'm really sorry Amelia." He added.

I nodded and wiped away more tears taking a deep breath trying to calm myself down. "Thank you Draco." I whispered. He nodded. "Well, I have to get back to my baby. I'll see you around though." I said, he nodded. Without thinking, I grabbed Draco's arm and wrapped my arms around his neck giving him a hug. "By the way... I like this Draco way more then the other one." I said before walking down the street and appreating back to the Burrow.

After everyone ate dinner and I fed Blue and put her to bed. I turned the lamp on the was on Fred's old desk. I took out some new parchment and took out my quill from yesterday and started to write another letter.

'Dear Fred Weasley

I don't know why these letters start off so formally because you and I both know that's not me at all. But yeah.

Today I went to the graveyard and I saw Draco. He went to go see you, he feels bad you know. He never ment for that to happen, I forgave him because he had no part in what happened to you or me. The cut has turned into a long scar from the pantline to my ribcage. I know if you where here you'd tell me I still look beautiful with it and that its my battle wounds. I miss that about you. You always made me feel like a princess when I wanted to give up on myself or when I felt really down and ugly. You made me know that I was still beautiful. I miss that. I miss you.

George still hasn't come home from the shop yet, if he's not back soon I'm suppose to go get him because we're all scared of what he might do.

I was looking at our scrapbook, and I found the picture of when you asked me to the Yule ball. I remember that night perfectly. We laughed a lot, I broke my heels because they were to thin and we were jumping up and down all night. And at the end of the night I was to tired to do anything else you carried me all the way back up the the common room like a gentlemen I still don't know how you do it, I mean that's over seven flights of stairs and I was not the lightest girl out there.

But it's getting late, but I don't wanna sleep. Sleeping isn't the same without you by my side. I can't fend off the nightmares and the tossing and turning. I wake up to George sitting in the bed trying to wake me up from nightmares that you use to keep away. George never knows who to do. He just hugs me while I cry, his hugs aren't anything like yours. But im glad he tries.

I love you so much my one true love.

forever yours Amelia Fay Island Xx'

I sighed folding the letter before putting it with the one from yesterday. I changed into my pyjamas and fell back onto my half of the bed. Slowly closing my eyes for a horror filled night.