Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Author's Note: I know this is short, but I'd still appreciate reviews! So please drop me one! Thanks.
Regret
By: ChoCedric
It sweeps over her in waves, soaking her with its torrential downpour. She feels it from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, a feeling of such shame and self-disgust. She never told him, she never told him how much she loved him, that even though he was a prat, he was still one of her best friends. The thought of never hearing his deep, baritone voice again fills her with a dread that shakes her to her very core. Her mind goes wandering down the road of "if only", and she prays to every deity she can think of that he will not be lost, that he'll pull through and recover. And if he does, she'll be sure to tell him everything, exactly how she feels. But right now, in this moment of uncertainty, she is drowning in an ocean of pain, guilt, and regret.