(Sawyer's p.o.v.)
I don't go to class, I don't go to my room, I go to the roof. I sit down on the space that Hudson and I sat on only yesterday. "Come on skinny love just last year, poor a little salt we were never here." The tears spill from my eyes but I try to stay quiet. "Why won't you let me help you? I just want to help you." I sit there until the wind dries my tears, and I feel as hollow as i've ever felt. "Mom, I need help, I can't do this on my own, I can't help him and I want to, I love him." I feel a warm feeling on my shoulder, I look over and see a ghost like figure that was starting to take shape. I jump back but grab tightly onto the roof shingles so I don't fall. "Don't be scared my son." I take another look at the figure and it kinda looked like… My mom? "Mom?" She nods and sits next to me. "H-How are you here?" She thought about it for a minute. "I am always here, but when someone needs a person who has left their life, they can appear for a while, as a ghost." I feel tears spill from my eyes but I7 just let them fall. "Now tell me about this boy." I smile at the thought of him. "His name is Hudson, he is the descendant of Helga Hufflepuff, he's a great guy. He was there for me when I was so alone…" She holds up a hand. "That's not what I meant, and you know it." She says in a gentle voice. "I-I love h-him, i love his smile, his voice, his hair, his hugs, the way he holds me and makes me feel like i'm not the monster that everyone thinks I am." She smiles and kisses the top of my head. "If you love him then you need to be there, with him. I'm told that, the greatest burden we can give someone… is to have them be the person everyone goes to. And then make them feel like they're also supposed to be the one who smiles and makes the world a better place, even when they feel theirs crumbling under the weight of what they know. And what they feel they have to do, and have to be." As she's talking there are tears rolling down her cheeks. And when she finishes, she gulps, and wipes at her cheeks. Trying to make the tears disappear, as she looks out at the sky. "I want to be that for him, i want to be the person he goes to when his world is crumbling." she gives me a sad smile, and says. "What you don't seem to be noticing, my boy… is that you, and everyone else in his life, treat him as that person. And that, my boy, is why he's finally snapped." She looks at me with tears in her eyes, and sniffles. "You know, I watch you. See you grow up, not knowing I'm right next to you. I saw what happened that day, your first day, and you instantly connected. My baby, you haven't done that with anyone… not since you were really little. Not since I was playing with a little baby boy. So I watched him, that summer. did you know, his family tells all to him as well. Be it useless, venting. or something with weight behind it. And presently he's dealing with the most recent one his mom has told him. And I must say, It wasn't useless venting. In fact, it has quite a bit of weight. Well, it would, if the rest of his family were to find out. But sadly, it's not mine to tell." She wipes her eyes again, and before I can say anything, says. "Be there for him my boy. and know that, even when you can't see me, I'm always there for you. I'm sorry we can't keep talking. I can't hold this form anymore. I love you my boy." She kisses my head, then fizzles out of existence. Well not quite, I know she's here. I feel connected to her now, like I can sense her now. "I love you mom." I say in a choked voice. With tears streaming down my face. "I love you Hudson." I watch the sun come up and I know that I have to get to class with 0 sleep. Suddenly and idea pops into my head. I grab my bag and quickly make my way to the kitchen. I burst through the door and what I see surprises me, house elves are chasing around the marauders who have arms full of food. "Hi Sawyer, bye Sawyer." James yells as he runs past me, then he stops in his tracks. "Wait, Sawyer?" I nod and see house elves staring at me. "Mr.Hufflepuff says good things about you, why are you here?" one of them asks. "My first year, Hudson made me cookies, family recipe. I was wondering if I could make something like that for him?" The elf smiles and nods. I pull a recipe out of my backpack, one of the last things my mom left me. I pull out all the ingredients and the Marauders surprisingly help me make a pan full of brownies. I cut them up and put most of them into a paper bag. I pull out a quill and some ink and write on the bag. "These are i'm sorry brownies, so, i'm sorry. - Sawyer" I walk to the hufflepuff common room only to find it has no password. "Umm? Hi." I say to the painting, of what I can only assume is Helga Hufflepuff. "Hello darling, may the word bring you waterfalls of rainbows. And oceans of sunshine. Have a wonderful day!" I smile and fix my glasses a little. "Thank you, um I need to give these to one of your kids, your great great grandson, to be exact?" her smile appears forced now. "Well Share your luck with friends and we'll all be lucky!
Share your wealth and we'll all be rich! Share your happiness, and help my boy." She says sounding kind of lost at the end. "Oh um. Up the left stairs, to the very top." She says quickly after a moment. "Thank you." I run through the open painting and up the stairs to Hudson's room, I can hear his snores through the door so I quietly opened the door and set the cookies on his nightstand. "I'm so sorry." I whisper and lightly kissed his head before walking out of the common room. I face the painting again and I just stare at her forced smile. "I get it you know, I know that I hurt him but know that he has opened my eyes and now that I can finally see the truth I know that I love him, and there's nothing that can stop me from feeling this way." I make my way to my room and start to pack for my lessons, I grab a piece of parchment and sit on my bed to start making a lesson plan to catch up Hudson's missed lessons. After working for about two and a half hours I walk to class and make sure to take extra detailed notes so that he understands them. After six hours of classes I divide everything I learned into what is most important to least important, the top being how to produce a patronus, a lesson I think will cheer him up because he likes messing around with spells. I walk back up to the Hufflepuff portate and smile, "I'm here to help Hudson with his lessons." All I get in return is an eye roll and the painting opens. I walk up to his room and knock on the door, surprisingly he answers. "It's open Remus." I smile and walk in. "I'm not Remus but he told me to tell you hi." I see him visabley stiffen when I walk in which makes me want to walk out and cry but I push forward. "You missed a lot of lessons while you were gone, I didn't want you to fall behind, so I'm gonna help you catch up." I sit on the floor next to his bed and pull my notes out my bag, my hair falling in front of my eyes, making it a little hard to see. "I thought we could start with charms, you know? Since you like to cast spells." He just nods but won't look me in the eyes. "So the patronus spell was made to ward off dementors. Basically you think of your happiest memory or something that would make you really happy, then wave your wand and say 'Expecto patronum'" I think of the first day I met Hudson and how excited he was to meet everyone. Out of the tip of my want I see a white mist fly across the room and take shape on Hudson's bed, it takes shape into a pure white munchkin cat, which means that even though pushed aside and forgotten among all others I will be seen by someone who will love me for who I am. It walks up Hudson's leg and nudges it head on his hand. He looks at me then to the cat, he then lifts his hand and pets the small being. After a couple pets the cat is satisfied and curls up in his lap then disappears. "W-What, h-how did you do that?" I smile and put my wand back in my pocket. "I thought of something that made me happy, like..." I look around the room to see a small piano in the corner of the room. I walk over to find a thin layer of dust on the keys. "Do you play?" I asked taking a seat on the bench. "I've been meaning to learn, needless to say this year hasn't been going the way I thought it was gonna go." He says with a bit of snark in his tone. I press middle C then place my hands in my lap. "Think of a happy thought, anything will do, it doesn't even have to be a memory." I press a few more keys in the tune of a song my mother used to play. "Like a song." I clear my throat then start to play. "The sun will come out tomorrow bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun." I hear the bed creak then I feel a presents right next to me. "Sawyer what are you doing?" I ignore him and continue to play. "Just thinking about tomorrow clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow 'till there's none." I pull my wand out of my pocket and cast a spell quietly on the keys so that they play themselves. I stand up and take Hudson's hand. "When I'm stuck with a day that gray and lonely, I just stick up my chin and grin and say oh, the sun will come out tomorrow so you gotta hand on 'till tomorrow, come what may." I spin him around, careful enough to not hurt his shoulder but enough to where it looks like we're dancing. "Tomorrow, tomorrow I love ya tomorrow, you're always a day away." I start to spin and dance around his room. I cast a spell that makes flower petals fall from out of nowhere and he starts to laugh his laugh that could melt even the coldest of hearts. "So I'm stuck with a day, that's gray and lonely, I just stick up my chin and grin and say ohh, the sun will come out tomorrow. So you gotta hand on 'till tomorrow, come what may!" I jump up onto his bed, and flop into all of his pillows that smell like pine and cinnamon. "Tomorrow tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow!" I jump up and grab one of his flower crowns and put it on his head and put one on mine. (not an easy task because he is so friggin tall) "Tomorrow tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow" I grab Hudson's hands and he holds mine like he's scared to let go. "You're only a day, away!" I sing, as I'm singing it's like our lips are being pulled closer together. I can see his beautiful eyes up close and for the first time in my life I feel complete, like nothing can hurt me, and at this moment I knew there is no one else I would rather be with.