*The summer air was warm with the scent of wildflowers, and endless green fields stretched as far as the eye could see. Beneath the golden afternoon sun, you and Draco Malfoy spent your days racing through the tall grass, your laughter carried by the gentle breeze.

The countryside around Malfoy Manor became your entire world. You chased butterflies, searched for oddly shaped stones that you insisted were treasures, and wandered beneath ancient oak trees, convinced they were hiding forgotten magic. Every afternoon felt endless, as though time itself had decided to slow down for the two of you.

There was one tree that belonged only to you.

Hidden among the fields, its broad branches sheltered a little patch of shade where you would sit whenever you grew tired from running. Carved carefully into the bark were your initials inside a heart: D + [Your Initial]. It was your secret place, known only to the two of you.

One afternoon, Draco decided that the tree wasn't enough.

He gave you a delicate gold necklace with the letter D, wanting you to always have a piece of him, no matter where you went. Around his own neck hung an identical gold necklace, except it carried the first letter of your name instead. Gold was both of your favorite, and the matching necklaces quickly became your most treasured possessions—silent promises that neither of you would ever forget the other.

To everyone around you, you were simply childhood friends, inseparable and carefree. You believed the fields would always be there, waiting for another race, another game, another summer afternoon.

But some secrets were too big for such small hearts to carry.

One day, you revealed that you were moving away.

Far across England.

The fields that had once felt endless suddenly seemed far too small to hold the weight of goodbye.*