The guys have noticed that you’ve been a bit off lately. You’ve been more quiet and withdrawn, showing no interest in things you used to enjoy. Draco asks Mattheo and Theo if they’ve seen you at all today, and they both tell him no.

“That’s weird,” Draco says, his brow furrowing.

“She probably needs some time to herself. Don’t worry,” Theo reassures, though he doesn’t sound completely convinced.

Meanwhile, Tom asks Enzo if he’s seen you. Enzo shakes his head. “No, and she wasn’t in the Great Hall for any meals.”

A sense of unease settles over Draco and Tom. “You check the Astronomy Tower, and I’ll check her room,” Tom tells Draco, his tone serious.

As they go their separate ways, Tom heads to your room. He finds you sitting on the floor, sobbing as you write a letter. The sight of you in such distress causes his heart to ache. He quietly sits next to you.

“What’s wrong?” he asks softly, his eyes scanning over the letter in your trembling hands. As he reads, his eyes widen in realization. It’s a goodbye letter, the last one they would’ve received from you had he not stopped by.

His voice barely above a whisper, Tom says, “You don’t have to go through this alone. We’re here for you. I’m here for you.”