A/N: Hey loyal readers! Sorry about the lack of updates for the past couple days; I just started on another story, and I'm gonna post one of my old stories back up soon. So...thanks for reading and stuff...uhh...I'm sorry about killing off Brayden, I couldn't help it, he was too good.
Is there life before death?
-Graffito
Blue Roses.
Chapter eleven: The end of the beginning.
Skye ran over to the slumped body of Brayden, and held his head in her hands, sweeping a piece of wavy hair out of his face. He finally looked truly peaceful... Skye let out a wail of anguish.
"Get up, Brayden," she said, patting his cheek. "Get up now!"
"He's not getting up," the blonde Death Eater said. "He's dead."
"NO HE'S NOT!" Skye shook Brayden.
"He's dead."
"NO!"
There was a soft pat, pat of footsteps up the stairs.
"Oh, here comes the Law Enforcement Squad. Bye, Skye, I'll see you soon."
The blonde waved at her sadistically, and with a loud crack! him and his sidekicks disappeared.
Skye looked down at Brayden. His eyes were closed, and there was an odd, eerie glow about him as Skye held him close, crying, as 5 men ran into the room.
"Anyone hurt?" a tall man with a throaty voice asked.
Skye looked up at him, her eyes watery and desperation on her face. She took one look down at Brayden before dropping him, standing up and running out of the room, shoving past the men. She ran down the stairs, past Cedric's bedroom, which still had the door closed, and down towards the basement. She saw many still bodies lying everywhere as she passed the main room, and she saw Kami hovering above a pale but alive Amos, muttering something and moving her wand along his body. Amos smiled up at Kami. Skye opened the basement door and charged down the stairs, falling down to her knees on the concrete floor and letting out a cry of anguish.
"HE'S GONE!" she wailed, no longer caring if anyone heard her. "HE'S GONE!"
She began to pound the floor with her fists, causing blood to spurt out of her knuckles. She couldn't feel the pain, though, the only pain was within.
Then, she saw it. She saw a pair of Brayden's pants, ones that needed to be washed, hanging up on a clothesline. Sticking out of one of the pockets was a letter.
Skye stood up and approached the pants, pulling the letter out of the pocket. Her name was in the front pocket, in Brayden's unique writing. Skye's eyes darted up and down the letter, and knew this wasn't the place to read it. She ran up the stairs, past the main room, where Kami had quietly asked, "Skye?" as Skye walked briskly past, and out the back door. She walked across the yard, ignoring the snow that was swiftly falling, and into the barn, where she walked into Cerian's stall and sat down in one of the corners. Cerian nuzzled her hair as Skye opened the letter apprehensively, being careful not to rip it, but rather slowly take it off it's hinges. There was a long scroll of parchment enclosed, and the ink still seemed fairly fresh, with a red tint. Brayden's unique writing was seen all down the parchment, and Skye began reading it, tears falling on the page as she went on.
To my dearest Skye,
We must first grasp a few concepts. Let us begin with the concept that love has no boundaries, which is a concept unbelievable to the modern adolescent. For me, my feelings for you have never had boundaries. Despite our ages, despite our differences, I think we are meant to be together.
Do you remember the time you came back from the hospital, and we laughed merrily in the night? To me, at that moment, you looked perfect, the moonlight reflecting in your eyes, and the way you smiled. I did not need Butterbeer; you intoxicated me.
You will never realize the shock I felt when I learned about yourself and Professor Snape. What he did to you was wrong; I knew vengeance would be sweet. I believe we can conquer him together. No longer will we have the need to conquer things ourselves, for we will have each other. No longer will we have to face the battles that our predecessors have alone, for we will have each other. As I followed you into the Forbidden Forest, and saw you weep as you were being attacked, I knew that I could never leave you to simply fight life's problems alone; we must face them together now, and if anything ever happens to either of us, remember that we will always have each other in our hearts.
Our hearts.
Our hearts which have been torn and ripped so many times from our past, present, and future. Let me mend your heart, for you have already mended mine with naught but your presence. Naught but your soft musical voice, which would send me into another world. I knew as we first met that you were different from the other girls, beautiful on the inside and out. Perhaps it was your unrepeatable entrance, perhaps it was your confidence, perhaps it was that twinkle in your eye. Perhaps it was the way that you accepted my brother, though so many before you could never. You were utterly non-judgmental, which is a character very few possess, a very admirable one at that. Perhaps it was everything about you that made me fall for you.
Even to today, I treasure every feature of you. Every moment we are apart seems like a moment wasted. So let us spend our limited time together, because you never know what tragedies tomorrow may bring, or what happiness it may bring, which would increased tenfold when spent together. Life is all about moments; whether sad, joyous, mad, angry or incredible, and I want to spend the rest of my moments with you. With you, all my moments will become joyous moments, perfect moments, great moments. Our moments.
During the summer of my 2nd year, I became friends with a Muggle, who enjoyed American music. We had a song that we coined our own, and I believe it suits you and myself better. It went like so:
Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you,
By now, you should've somehow realized what you've gotta do,
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now...
All the roads we have to walk are winding,
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding,
There are so many things that I'd like to say to you but I don't know how...
Because maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
And after all,
You're my wonderwall...
There are so many things that I want to say to you, but to sum it up in three words, they would be I love you. I love you, Skye, and I want to mend your heart the way you've mended mine, treasure all my moments with you, laugh with you, cry with you. You are the one that saved me, and I love you for it.
Please, don't ever change. You are perfect the way you are.
Love,
Brayden
Skye carefully folded up the letter, placing it back in the envelope and the envelope into
her pocket. She then buried her head in her hands and cried until the sun set on a lonely New Year's Eve.
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A/N: Isn't Brayden cute? Just for copyright reasons, the song is Wonderwall by Oasis, and I got the lyrics (and all other lyrics) from R & R y'all. Hope this chapter was worth the wait. Sorry it's short.