Written for the Letter Competition in the HPFC forum. I was given George Weasley and Lee Jordan and the emotion "loneliness".
George,
This letter has taken longer than it should have to write. I didn't know what to say to you after Fred's death. Then I realized your pain trumps mine and I should at least let you know that I am metaphorically here for you.
I thought that leaving right away would be best. I didn't think I could face those terrible memories every day. Now I realize that pain follows you, wherever you go. And now I am sad and in pain alone.
I know you're probably rolling your eyes at me. My loneliness is nothing compared to how you must feel right now. Surrounded by family except for the one person you were the closest to, completely alone in such a large family. Such uplifting and cheerful words, I know. I'm sorry.
In fact, I find myself feeling sorry for a lot of things. Sorry that he died. Sorry that I couldn't prevent it. Sorry that I wasn't there for the funeral, for you. Sorry for everything.
I just wish I could go back, change things. And knowing that I can't do anything makes it worse.
It's weird, this mixed feeling of happiness that the war is over and sadness that we lost so many loved ones. Some days I don't even know how I feel, like I'm in a cloudy haze. Some days it's all I can do to even get out of bed in the morning. I imagine Fred is looking down at us, at me, screaming at us to at least smile. I have the feeling that he's the only one that isn't lonely.
I'm sorry, again. I want to write to try and make you happier. I'm sure I've failed. But I wanted to let you know that I'm coming home. I need my family, and I need my friends. I cannot handle this loneliness and I definitely cannot deal with this pain on my own.
I will see you soon, my friend.
Lee.