The day Dumbledore was murdered with the unforgivable curse by Snape I cried. Not much for Dumbledore, I never really liked him nor did my family and I found no need to cry for him. But a much worse reason I found for crying, Draco had run away with Snape the night it happened. Harry told Sarah everything and of course she told me, the way Harry was paralyzed under the invisibility cloak and witnessed everything gave me tingles down my spine. After hours of crying with Sarah and after the funeral I slowly etched my way to the dungeon. I was so angry with Draco but so sad at the same time, I guess I was just overwhelmed with all that had happened over the year. I started packing my clothes and realized there was a small red envelope on my bed, it was a Howler. The front read in red bulging letters: DO NOT OPEN IN PUBLIC
I looked around the room and locked the door, my hands shuttered as I untied the ribbon. A deep, sincere and some-what soothing voice echoed through the room:
Dear Beloved, I am so sorry this has happened. I am so sorry, but I am so lost. I have no idea what to do…all I know is that I need you here to help me get through this. I have sent someone for you, find Crabbe or Goyle they'll tell you what to do. You mustn't tell anyone about this letter unless you want me killed. Just remember I love you and I need to see you soon. Don't be afraid, you will be completely safe with me, the others I'm not so sure about. The Dark Lord has promised our safety. I'll love you always, Draco.
Then it burst into flames. I quickly packed my bags shaking as I did so. I ran to the Gryffindor tower and screamed to a first year, I told her to bring me Sarah.