NPOV

I came back from my walk and strolled into the kitchen. Since my dream I had been pretty much been freaked out everyday and just felt like I needed to be alone. It never happened again but that didn't stop me picturing it when ever I closed my eyes.

I sat down at the table and realised three plates were set out.

"Is uncle Algie coming for dinner?"

"No. The third plate is for Catherine."

Catherine?

CATHY?

"What?"

"Catherine is upstairs. Been here about 20 minutes." She took in a deep breathe. "Maybe you should go speak to her yourself."

I stood from the table and made my way out of the room making my way up to the spare room. I stood outside leaning my head against the door listening to silence. Then the door sprung open and she nearly banned into me. When she saw me she looked absolutely stunned.

"Hi." I said quietly.

"Hey Neville."

Her hair was longer than before, she actually looked a little older, but still exactly how I remembered. I was able to push Dream Cathy's demonic look out of my mind and focus entirely on her.

"Dinner…dinners ready."

"Oh ok. Thanks."

I turned and walked down the stairs sitting back in the dining room. A few moments later she came down and sat opposite me giving me a small nervous small.

As we all sat down to eat I couldn't help but intently watch her. I had missed everything about her and the fact she was sat in front of me right now felt like I was in a dream again. A bloody excellent one.

"Cathy is going to be staying with us until school starts." My Nan stated.

"I thought you weren't going back?" I asked Catherine.

She shrugged. "It's compulsory." I had completely forgotten about that.

"Why are you staying?"

My Nan answered for her. "Her cousin got into a bit of trouble so her aunt is taking care of his wife and kids for the time being."

"What happened?"

Cathy didn't say anything. Just fiddled with the food on her plate.

"Death eaters. I believe." My grandmother added.

"May I be excused Mrs. Longbottom. I'm not very hungry."

"Yes you may."

Cathy gave me a quick glance as she rose from the table exiting the room.

"Go see if she's ok."

I nodded and swiftly left the room holding back from running up the stairs.

When I reached her door I knocked gently and opened it. She was sitting on the bed hands in her lap starring at a spot on the floor.

"Hey Neville."

"Do you want me to go?"

"It's ok."

I took a seat on the bed a little away from her.

"Your Cousin got attacked by death eaters?"

"Tortured for sticking up for some half blood wizards at the ministry."

"I'm sorry."

"It's ok. Well…not ok. But. Yeah."

I sat there trying not to stare at her. I didn't know how I could help her. Her family were being hurt and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. This is what she was most scared of. The people around her being hurt.

She stood up and grabbed her bag dumping it on the bed. "You don't mind me staying here do you Neville?…it's just, my aunt trusts your Nan. And she doesn't really know anyone else."

"No...Of course I don't. I'm just glad your ok."

She gave me a weak smile and started to go through the bad pulling out her toothbrush and other different toiletries.

"Why did you reply to my letters?"

She froze for a second but carried on.

"I didn't know what to say."

"Did you read them?"

She nodded. "Of course I did."

"Then why didn't you even let me know you were ok?"

"I'm going to go put this stuff in the bathroom."

She swiftly left the room and I huffed. If she didn't want to talk about it fine. I looked to the bag next to me and scooted over a little peaking inside. I saw a flash of my name and my heart skipped. I gave a quick glance towards the door before grabbing the envelope and stuffing it under my jumper.

She entered a few seconds later and I stood from the bed.

"You ok?" she asked.

"Yeah fine. Uh...actually I am a little tired."

"Oh. Yeah. Ni…Night Neville."

"Goodnight Cathy."

I excited the room with another word entering my own. As soon as my door was shut I pulled the envelope from under my jumper nearly tearing it from the envelope when I noticed the card was all scrunched and a little torn.

Dear Neville.

I don't really know what to say to you, I really miss you and I feel so fucking lonely without you.

I'm not really sure I did the right thing.

I'm fine. Nothing has happened to me. I'm sorry I never wrote back, I didn't know how to.

Please keep yourself safe.

Catherine.

When I finished I laid on my bed re-reading it what seemed like a thousand times before eventually sticking it under my pillow.

She was right next door and all I wanted to do was run in and tell her I forgave her and I didn't care about the last couple of months. I just needed her. I couldn't though. Mainly because I was terrified she would reject me.

I just wanted her back.

Haven't said this in a while so I'm saying it now, sorry for any mistakes. Love x