artistic_flower: Pain.

Pain.
I'd like to begin this by thanking the Daily Prophet for mentioning my sister so blatantly in their article. It's obviously not bad enough that two innocent lives have been destroyed, but that horrid newspaper then decided to shed light on the fact that it should have been Parvati who was tortured beyond sanity and then left for dead.

I realise saying this is somewhat harsh. I do extend my deepest sympathies to the Weasley family, in particular, Fred Weasley. Fred, if you ever decide to read the journals again - and I do understand if you choose not to - I do hope you see what I have to say. Having said that, I now have to try and form coherent sentences.

I am so sorry that you have lost your other half. Some people use the phrase "other half" in referring to one half of a romantic couple, but I know and you know, it doesn't quite mesh that way. It meshes when their grin matches your grin. It meshes when they fall over and scrape their knee, and yours suddenly aches. It meshes when you constantly have to remind people who you are, because you keep getting called the wrong name.

I don't really want to imagine how you must be feeling. I think it must be tearing you apart inside. Maybe that ache in your chest will never, ever go away. Maybe you will not be able to go for a day, an hour or a minute without thinking about him. Your family is so strong, Fred, lean on them.

I'm sorry to say this out here, laid out for everyone and anyone to read, even though it feels so terribly personal to me. I just feel as though it needs to be said. Moving on from that, I have to say that there is a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach that will not go away. Those killers intended to target my sister and, hearing what had happened to the Weasleys, I could not breathe.

I wish we had gone home for Easter. I wish we were somewhere where she could feel safe. Not saying that Hogwarts is unsafe - it is probably even safer than home right now. But reverting to childishness, I want my mother to take us in her arms and tell us everything is going to be okay. Parvati is down here in Ravenclaw, with me. She stayed the night last night and I plan on insisting she stay by my side until the school is once again flooded with students. She'll no doubt want to be with her friends, then. Or who knows, she might be completely over what has happened. She is a stronger person than I. Admittedly, Parvati is Gryffindorishly brave, as well. I have to say that at this moment in time I wish our roles were reversed.

I would die for her, and that does make me wonder.

blushcrush @ 2004-04-18 10:07 pm UTC

I'll tell Fred he might want to read this when he feels up to it, thanks Padma. I'm really sorry Parvati had anything to do with this, Id on't know what I can say, Im just really srory.

artistic_flower @ 2004-04-19 02:11 am UTC

My sister feels just awful - understandably, I suppose. I know she's fond of your brother, and it seems to have just added to her worries. Please tell him she is thinking of him at this time.

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