Let's rewrite an ending that fits -- 1987 (DONE)

I sobbed into his chest.  "H-How c-could I do that t-to them?" I cried.  It was my fault that Faith and Mum died!  My dad was already a mystery and gone... now them.  Did Mum really trust him to care for me?

It really did pain me to see him this way.  But it would pass.  He would forget this pain and end up remembering only the stories I tell him.  He is so young this would seem to be a mere dream to him in the future.  "Evan, when you first get your magical capabilities, they're uncontrollable.  You didn't ean to hurt them.  It just happened that way."  I hoped he would understan.  It touched me that he held onto my hand so tightly.

I sniffed and wiped at my hands and nose with my free hand while I held tightly to his with my other.  "I miss them already," I said, my voice so timid sounding.

I was going to have to be patient with him.  I squeezed his hand.  "I know, Ev," I said kindly.  "Why don't we try to get some food in you?  anything you want."  He woudl be okay, I would amek sure of it.

I shrugged.  I did not really feel like eating, but he knew what was best for me.  he was an adult.  I stood up and walked with him.  "I don't want naything," I told him when he opened the fridge and cupboards.  There was plenty of food, but I just did not feel like eating anything.  I was too sad.

I put a hand on his shoulder.  "C'mon, let's try to eat something," I told him, looking at the options.  I smiled at Evan.  "How about ice cream?" I pulled two bowls downa dn made us sundaes.

I looked at it and back at him.  "I've never had thsi before," I said, unsure if it would even taste good.  I sat at the table where he set the bowls down at.  Mummy always said that we needed to eat anything he had given us since there was never much to go around... but still.

I knew that, of course.  "It's really good.  Just try it, okay, Evan," I prodded him gently.  I took a big bite myself and showed him how good it was.

I took the spoon and filled it with a spoonfull of ice cream, chocolate, and sprinkles.  I at eit.  it was cold, but really yummy.  Much better than anything I had before when I was locked up with mum and Faith.  I could not wait to tell them about this!  I pushed it away, feeling really sad again.

I looked at Evan.  I was trying my best to make this easier for him.  he needed to realize that.  "Evan... try not to think about what happened," I said.  I knew that he would have nightmares because I had to put the memory of what he never witnessed inhis mind so he woudl believe me.

How could he say that?  I looked at him with wide eyes and a trembling lip.  "But they were family!  Mum said shes always be there fo rme!  And I made her and Faith leave!  They died because of me!  How can I not think of them?" I yelled, tears falling down my cheeks. I stood up from teh table; I just wanted my mum.

I sighed heavily.  I had hoped he would be calmed down before I had to get back to the Burrow.  I looked at Tink.  "You know what to do," I said to her.  I walked over to Evan and bent down in front of him.  I put my hands on his shoulders.  "I have to go... but Tink will be here fo ryou.  I promise I'll be bak soon."  I kissed his forehead and stood back up.

I stared at him.  "I'm sorry!  I'll stop crying!" I said, thinking that was why he was leaving.  "Please stay, Peter!  Please!  I'm sorry!"  I used his name that Mum had called him before.

I stopped and turned around.  "Evan, I'll be back.  You've got Tink," I told him.  I left the two of them.

Tink walked up to Master Evan.  "Come little Evan, Tink will dry your tears."  She took hold of his hand and guided him to teh bedroom.  "Master Peter told Tink you can have this."

I sat on the bed, still crying.  I looked at what Tink handed me -- a picture of my mummy.  "thank you," I said quietly.  I held the frame close to my heart.  I laid down and cried into my pillow.  I felt Tink climb in next to me and she held me close and iped away my tears.