1 Chapter 16-Goodbye

It was Easter Monday. Tara woke up to see at the foot of her bed, piles of chocolate from Hunnydukes. (Sp.?) She stared at the chocolate and noticed a letter from her mother and father on the floor.

[I]Dear Tara

Troy has died. Unknown causes. We think he ate something funny at Greatmama's at Christmas.

See you in the Summer,

Mother and Father.

P.S. Funeral April 20th. Bring friend.[/I]

Tara didn't know what to do…she was sad that her brother was dead but she didn't even meet him. What to do, what to do.

She went down to the common room, confused. She didn't know if she should cry or not…she cried. James noticed and went over to where she was sitting.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"T-Troy died." She stuttered between sobs.

"Troy?"

"My brother I never met. He was born at the beginning of the school year."

"Oh." James was very confused. "You never told me you had a brother."

"I-" she began but James interrupted.

"I thought you loved me." He said fake crying.

"Oh but James, I do love you."

"Ok then all is good in the world, just you don't have a baby brother again."

"Come to the funeral with me." Said Tara

"WHAT?"

"Come to the funeral with me. I don't care what my dad says. I love you and he said I could bring a friend."

Dumbledore gave permission to James and Tara to leave the school on April 19th. They were excused from all classes and no homework would be given.

They left early in the morning. Tara had informed her father that she had a friend with her, but she didn't dare tell him whom. They took the Hogwarts express to Platform9 ¾. Her father nearly had a heart attack when he saw James. He took Tara aside to talk to her.

"Why the hell did you bring him???" he asked in a yelling whisper.

"He's my best friend…other then Amber."

"He's a POTTER, hear me, P-O-T-T-E-R."

"Yes dad, I know how to spell, but I'm not you, I don't care if Harry Potter made the Dark Lord disappear for 15 years."

"DON'T-YOU-EVER-TALK-ABOUT-THE-DARK-LORD-LIKE-THAT-YOUNG-LADY." Said a steamed Draco.

"Ugh, whatever." Said Tara and she left to go to James.

Draco and Padma acted nice around James since he was the guest. Tara wasn't talking to her dad though, she was mad. All her red stuff was back. Red eyes, red clothes, red hair, red EVERYTHING.

It was the day of the funeral. The whole family was dressed in black for the occasion. They were holding the funeral at the local church/graveyard and the reception (is that right?) at their house.

They got to the church at noon and the priest/greatpapa to read the eulogy.

[I]Family and friends, we are gathered today to say goodbye to a young boy at the ripe age 5 months. He was a good boy, even before the toddler stage. He was born on September 22 2012 and died April 15 2013. The cause of death is unknown, but what we know is that this child, this young boy, will be remembered forever. I want there to be a moment of silence for this young boy.[/I]

A of silence passed.

[I]Thank you. I want you to remember him forever, even if you didn't meet him, or you weren't part of the family. Remember Troy Malfoy. Forever.[/I]

The afternoon couldn't be more…depressing. Tara was very confused of feelings. Sadness and happiness was both going through her. Sadness, he brother had died, happiness, she was an only child again and got whatever she wanted. James was staying away from Tara's family as much as possible.

Tara and James left the morning after the funeral to go back to Hogwarts. Tara was relieved and James looked like he was. The pressure.