Rain. Rain and black. People were crying. I was crying. Draco and Pansy were embracing me as I sobbed. I was only standing because Blaise was supporting me. The pain in my chest slowly dulled to a low ache, still there. My eyes hurt. My face hurt. My body hurt. My heart hurt most of all. I felt as if someone had cast a Crucio on me, while two others did the same. Every part of me ached. More tears.
I want to die.
I want to join him.
He's dead.
I'm dying.
I want him back.
I sob harder as the casket is buried beneath the earth. Draco whispers something.
"Toby, we have to go home..." Pansy repeats, rubbing circles in my back. I don't listen. The other people slowly leave. One stays behind.
He looks just like him.