Chapter 1

You chose your path…and so have I. Don't complicate things. We've both made our choices, and now it's time to live by them.

Tom

My hands shook while my tears fell ungracefully down my eyes, travelling down the length of my face, and splashing noiselessly onto the pristine parchment, blurring the words. My knees gave way and I landed roughly on the floorboards below me, scratching my knees and drawing blood. Sobs escaped my parched throat and I vainly tried to make some sense of my life. But I couldn't.

Another sob burst through my mouth and I clamped down hard on it. I couldn't let Minerva see me like this. It was unfair on her part since she had comforted, sheltered and looked after me for the past month. She was desperate to see me heal, and I'd rather have her think I was, than let her know that I was broken, and that no matter what she did…I always would be.

Hermione

His voice echoed dimly within the walls of my mind, penetrating the shields that I had made against the memories that we shared, against our love for the other.

I thought you loved me

His haunted eyes were the last thing I saw before I blacked out, finding peace in the welcoming darkness.