When Tom Riddle stole you down to the dark chamber of secrets, I was so terrified that id never see you again. Me and Ron spent so long getting down there we were worried that it was too late. And when I had to go on alone to find you, my thoughts weren't of myself,not Ron or anyone else. They were of you, wondering if I was going to be too late too save you.
When I finally got to the chamber, my heart racing with fear, feet numb from the cold air and freezing water, and saw you lying there blue and cold my heart stopped. I ran to you, truly believing that I was too late to save you.
When you moved after I'd defeated Riddle I was so relieved I couldn't breathe for a second. Just to see your eyes open, meant everything to me.