A/N: Thanks to all my beloved loyal fans! I'm making this chapter especially long and might add 1 last chapter or epilogue. Once again, thank u all for reviewing im so glad u guys enjoyed this fic as much as I did writing it! You guys rock! =D
…And that was the last she ever heard from Eric Malfoy…
Amy felt a tear run down her cheek as she closed her laptop. She had finished her story, of Eric. It had been 10 years since that one night in the Hogsmeade passageway, the last night she heard his voice.
Here are the facts,
When Draco found Eric and Amy, immediately he tried to kill them both with Avada Kedavra. Thankfully, it had been so dark that the spell missed them both, but rendered them uncoincous.
Dumbeldore had of course been present during all of this and immediately restrained Draco from inflicting anymore harm.
Both Amy and Eric were in a coma for a week. During this time period Draco was sentenced to a lifetime in Azkaban, and Eric left in custody of his godfather Gregory Goyle. Unfortunately, Goyle was an exact replica of Draco and enrolled Eric in Durmstrang, putting a charm on him so that he could not send or receive any post from Amy or any of her friends let alone contact them while he was in Gregory's care.
After refusing to talk to her father for a month, Amy finally made contact with him after he pleaded for forgiveness. He told her that not until now he realized how much she loved Eric, and apologized for letting a school grudge get in the way of that.
As Amy recalled this she found herself breaking down into uncontrollable sobs. She loved Eric, how could this have happened?
As she thought this two owls came up to her window.
One owl, she recognized as Chris' but the other one had a marvelous snowy white coat with three black spots on his chest. As she took the letters both of the owls stayed, obviously expecting a response each.
First, she opened Chris' letter
Dear Amy,
I did it! I asked Sam to marry me, she said yes obviously or I wouldn't be this excited now would I? Sam is contacting her mother now, but wishes me to ask you to be her maid of honor, please respond as soon as possible.
P.S.- Thanks for the encouragement
With love and much gratitude,
Chris and SamAttached to Chris' letter was what looked like a post it written on in Sam's handwriting which read:
Wait till you see the ring!!! It's gorgeous!!!
Love you lots,
Sam
Amy smiled she knew Sam must be overexcited. Quickly she grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and scribbled down her response.
Dear Chris (and Sam)
Congrats!!! I'd love to be the maid of honor, I'm so happy you picked me. I'll apparate to your house tomorrow around 3 in the afternoon if it's all right. I'm so happy for you two and let me be the first to wish you all the happiness in the world.
Amy xoxoAfter she sent Chris' barn owl away her smile was quickly whipped off her face as the snowy white owl nipped her ear to remind her of his presence.
"Alright, Alright!" Amy said grabbing the letter from the owl. As she opened the letter, a silver heart dropped to the floor, before picking it up she read the letter.
Please use this portkey at approximately midnight, Sept 1st.
Amy looked at the portkey, then at the owl as if hoping to get an answer from it. But the owl didn't respond 'Like it would' Amy thought. But it quickly fluttered to the quill that was lying on Amy's desk. This owl wasn't leaving until it got its response.
At first Amy was reluctant, God only knew who sent this owl or where the portkey led to. Nevertheless, it was Sept 1st and midnight was in a few hours, what had she to lose.
Quickly she scribbled down a 'yes' on the paper and gave it to the owl. She watched the owl go off into the distance, and unless she was mistaken when the owl was barely in sight, a broom approached it and took the letter.
Now more than ever she wanted to know who had sent that owl.
As every hour ticked by Amy grew more and more apprehensive as if weather or not to use the portkey at midnight. Then at 11:00 she decided to examine the portkey and see if it held any kind of clues.
When she picked the silver heart off the floor she noticed that there was engraving on the back, which read:
My heart and soul are in your hands.
Amy examined the heart looking for any other clue, but couldn't find anything. Then she thought she might as well get changed as she slipped on some torn jeans and a good charlotte wife beater, obviously her taste hadn't changed much since she was a teenager.
11:59
She took a deep breath as she grabbed the portkey any second she might met death or… Amy couldn't think of what else she might find…maybe it was a sick joke? Or a party for Chris and Sam. She let out her deep breath; this might not be a big deal after all.
The clock struck midnight and immediately Amy closed her eyes and felt herself spin and spin until she felt her feet touch the ground.
Slowly, she opened her eyes still clutching the silver heart.
Wherever she was was extremely dark and only lit by a few dim candles. Before she could take a step forward a pair of hands from behind flung over her eyes. She should have never done this. It might be the end, she was too scared to even scream, that is until the familiar voice whispered into her ear.
"Amz…"
She began to breath heavily, she knew that voice, she knew those hands but calmly she responded, "Yes?"
"It's been too long."
"I know Eric."
Slowly he removed his hands from her eyes revealing a candlelight dinner with about a dozen roses and a silver box on one of the plates. Tears began to flood Amy's eyes, it was Eric.
Slowly, she turned around anticipating Eric longing to see his crooked smile and blue eyes.
As she looked at him there was no doubt that he had gotten taller and much more handsome as well. He hair still had his spikey with blue tips, and that great smile and those beautiful blue eyes.
Before she could say anything Eric said "Wow Amy, I didn't think you could have gotten anymore beautiful than you already were."
Amy broke down into sobs and embraced Eric with all her might, him doing the same. "I thought I'd lost you." She said over and over again.
"I know, I know." Eric said stroking her beautiful hair tears flowing down his own cheeks, he finally found her.
Slowly they pulled apart and kissed for the first time in 10 years.
A/N: Ok im putting up an epilogue!!! Review please!!!
