A/N: SORRY!

sorry it took so long for me to update, i've been having a really rough time lately and im not going to go into detail, but let's just say that it was pretty bad. once again im sooo sorry, and enjoy!

I decided to leave the Great Hall before anyone else came down for breakfast, to avoid any further questioning. I couldn't go back to Gryffindor Tower, for there were sure to be people up and about, readying themselves for breakfast. I couldn't just wander about, I'd run into people. I suppose I could go outside, but the wind and grass caressing my skin would feel too much like living.

I, without a place to go, without a direction, just started walking. I knew I was walking towards something, or someplace, but I had no idea of what or where it was. So I just kept walking.

After about ten minutes I found myself at the bottom of the stairs heading up towards the astronomy tower. Might as well, I thought, and I started climbing the staircase.

I reached the top and opened the beautifully carved door, which I had yet to notice in my silent reverie of pain.

An enormous gust of cold air came rushing towards me, which was weird I thought, because it was September and supposedly still very warm out; I wouldn't know though, since I hadn't been outside the castle since arriving here.

I stepped into the room and no one was there, no one that could've produced such a wind. I looked about and my eyes landed on the only open window, I cringed at the thought of closing it and letting the warm air come near me and liven my skin. However, there was something pinned to the window sill, a letter and I just could not ignore it, there was a sort of pull to it that made me itch to see what it said.

I walked slowly toward the window, still unhappy out the wind that would soon me upon me. I reached for the letter, and it reached for me. Rather than me pulling the letter away, the letter pulled me forward.

Warm air cascaded down my face, my skin flushed from the exposure, and I grimaced.

I lifted the letter from the place of its entrapment and opened it.

For some reason I wasn't surprised that it was addressed to me. I unfolded the paper and read:

I love you too Red Flame.

Loving me is a good reason to die.

Tom

I thought he was dead….how did he know?

I had checked the journal for ways of contacting Tom, none had shown.

How did he know!

He couldn't have…Malfoy?

How can a man with no spirit possess someone?

No wonder Malfoy was acting so dazed.

A/N: uh, so it wasnt really longer, but it is getting better... i think, but i dont know, you tell me what you think!...By the way im thinking that i could use a beta, so if you want to, or know anyone who might be interested in beta...-ing my story that would be fantastic! thanks!

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