Dear Parvati,
I've decided that I'm going back.
Without you, I've been feeling alone, and I haven't been out of the house for over a month, since I last visited your grave. I need to be around other people, and I think that I'm finally ready for it.
The very thought of going back to the castle without you almost drowns me in grief. I try not to cry, telling myself that it has been over three months now, and that it doesn't hurt, but the last part is a lie; it hurts every time I think about you. I can't describe the pain. I've been tortured before, but this is much worse.
Our parents aren't too happy with me going back. I think that they were expecting me to stay, but I have to go. I hope that this will be the push they need to get back to their lives, and to realize that they have to go on living to.
The rest of the D.A. is doing well. I saw Seamus over by Lavender's grave, and we talked for a bit, the first human contact I've had outside our family. Most are trying to move on with their lives, but are few are really suffering. I can only hope that they recover.
I'm sorry this letter is so short, but there isn't a lot for me to say. A part of me is scared to go back of the place were so much happened, but another part of me is excited to go back too.
Excited isn't an emotion I've felt much, and it remind me of you. You were always excited at something or other.
Even thinking of that made me tear up. I don't know when I'll be able to move on with my life, but I'm hopeful that this is a first step.
With deepest affection,
Padma