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a letter sent from a best friend, after a death.

Dear Lilyflower;

I was the only one who could call you that, do you remember? Of course you do, you always noticed tiny little details. That's who you were, the details; that scar above your lip from when James got mad and chucked his copy of Hogwarts; A History at Al, only Al ducked and it hit you in the mouth instead; the way how in the sun, your eyes looked golden around the edges, tiny filaments crackling with quiet electric energy; how you never wore matching socks because that's boring.

I miss you so much. Maybe it's fucking cliché, but I don't care. A huge hole has been punched through my chest; this place where you're supposed to fill when I hugged you. You held me together. I love you more than anything in the whole world. I feel empty and lost and like some stupid, bumbling little kid without you around to keep me in line.

Remember when you were in fourth year and you asked me to transfigure your hair from Weasley-red to Potter-black? How mad your mum was that you wouldn't change it back, because you wanted to look like Al and not James anymore? Remember when we sat outside on the very edge of that cliff by Shell Cottage, the wind whipping your hair into my face? We just sat there for hours, sometimes talking, sometimes not, our pinkies just barely touching. All I could smell was the ocean and the peachy, flowery scent of your hair. You just closed your eyes and soaked in the sun. I miss that so much, Lil.

I miss everything about you; that freckle right next to your mouth, your love of cats and long sleeves and daises. You had so much life, Lily. I don't understand how you could have left us to stew in this mess. Your dad hasn't gotten out of bed for a week. Your mum just cooks and cooks and cooks. Sometimes she cries. I just sit next to the ocean, thinking about you. I would give anything to hug you again.

I love you, Lily. You are my everything, my soul mate, my petite Potter with the mind of someone so much smarter than her eighteen years. My life is so empty, now. I love you, I love you, I love you. I so wish you could have seen that.

Always,

Teddy