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New fic. *does a dance* Real update soon.
Written for Hump_day101 challenge.
Title: Dear Harry
Rating: PG
Ship: Lily/James kind of... With one tiny, tiny, tiny Remus/Sirius hint.
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own this? It all belongs to... the people that it belongs to.
Warnings: None... Oh! Unbetad of course. (Is it unbetaed or unbetad?)
Summery: Harry finds a letter Lily wrote to him.
Words: 872
Harry walked out of Godric’s Hollow clutching the parchment in trembling hands as he fell onto the half burnt steps and read:
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...............................................................October 28th 1981
Dear Harry,
If you’re reading this now you already know, I am dead. James keeps telling me that we’re going to make it through this war. I want to believe him. It isn’t like me to be so pessimistic; the problem is I can’t shake off this feeling. Now, there is a traitor and we don’t know who it is. Now, it is worse than ever.
Harry, if I die now, I will never get to see you grow up. By the time you go to school, you won’t remember me. That’s why I’m writing this tonight. I need you to remember me. I’m the woman who sings to you every night. It is horribly off key, but somehow it’s the only thing that will put you to sleep. James is the one who sings out guitar solos in the background and gets you all excited again. I’m also the one who holds you until you fall asleep when the songs don’t work.
Do you remember the woman with the red hair Harry? That’s me. The most important thing to remember about me is that I’ll never stop loving you. Your father won’t either. He pretends to be all tough, but when he sees you, he melts. His whole face relaxes. When he plays with you, you both laugh with pure glee. Even now, you two have the exact same laugh. He loves your attention. When you look at him, I can tell he would do anything just to keep that gaze on him forever. He is so proud of you. He shows you off to everyone we meet.
The only time I can tell James is worried about the war is when he looks at us together. He bites the inside of his lip, he freezes for a moment, then he shakes his hair out of his eyes like he’s trying to shake the tears out of his head. We both love you so much. Harry, I know I tell you this every day, but the day you were born, you became the whole world. The second your green eyes looked at mine, I think I forgot everything. I forgot about the war that was starting. I forgot there was a world besides that bed with you and James.
Sometimes, when I hold you I pretend that everything is different. I sometimes go so far that I pretend I don’t know about magic. I pretend that my husband is playing with the sweeping broom instead of angrily flying around in the yard. I pretend that I don’t know of any war and I never will. I will go on living my life. I will get a real job. I will finish growing up before I have to teach you how. I feel guilty after for wanting something that big. I don’t really wish I didn’t know about magic. I just want to protect you.
You have so many people who will always care about you. Your parents, and their friends are practically your fan club. Your Godfather, Sirius, becomes a child around you. He is sweet to you. He is silly and carefree around you. He wants to be your best friend as well as James’. Remus almost fell over in shock the first time he saw you. He literally stumbled, conveniently, right into Sirius’ lap. Now, he is so shy around you; he almost seems star struck. Peter always stares at you, like he doesn’t quite know what to make of you. I see him though, as you grab his finger, his smile is so wide his face mutates. The whole Order is in love with you. I hope when you’re reading this all these people are still part of your life.
Oh Harry, you know how before I said I wanted to see you grow up. It’s more than that. I need to see you grow up. I know the man you are going to become is going to be amazing. I want to be here for you. I want to live to see the terrible twos. I want to see you as a moody teenager. I know this isn’t going to happen. Don’t be mad at me; know that I never meant to leave you. If your father is gone now too know that we fought every day so we could be with you, down to the last. I guess this is goodbye….
I love you Harry,
Lily Evans Potter
PS. I know now this letter was to make myself feel better. I hope that it helps you also. I hope that when you read this you’ll feel less alone. I hope you will read this whenever you feel abandoned or scared. I will always be with you Harry. I know you will make it.
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Harry buried his face in his shaking hands. He grasped the letter to his face and cried. He needed a family, but sometimes you just have to take all you can get. This letter was enough to get him off the steps and back to work.
fin
Comments make me happy.
Written for Hump_day101 challenge.
Title: Dear Harry
Rating: PG
Ship: Lily/James kind of... With one tiny, tiny, tiny Remus/Sirius hint.
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own this? It all belongs to... the people that it belongs to.
Warnings: None... Oh! Unbetad of course. (Is it unbetaed or unbetad?)
Summery: Harry finds a letter Lily wrote to him.
Words: 872
Harry walked out of Godric’s Hollow clutching the parchment in trembling hands as he fell onto the half burnt steps and read:
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...............................................................October 28th 1981
Dear Harry,
If you’re reading this now you already know, I am dead. James keeps telling me that we’re going to make it through this war. I want to believe him. It isn’t like me to be so pessimistic; the problem is I can’t shake off this feeling. Now, there is a traitor and we don’t know who it is. Now, it is worse than ever.
Harry, if I die now, I will never get to see you grow up. By the time you go to school, you won’t remember me. That’s why I’m writing this tonight. I need you to remember me. I’m the woman who sings to you every night. It is horribly off key, but somehow it’s the only thing that will put you to sleep. James is the one who sings out guitar solos in the background and gets you all excited again. I’m also the one who holds you until you fall asleep when the songs don’t work.
Do you remember the woman with the red hair Harry? That’s me. The most important thing to remember about me is that I’ll never stop loving you. Your father won’t either. He pretends to be all tough, but when he sees you, he melts. His whole face relaxes. When he plays with you, you both laugh with pure glee. Even now, you two have the exact same laugh. He loves your attention. When you look at him, I can tell he would do anything just to keep that gaze on him forever. He is so proud of you. He shows you off to everyone we meet.
The only time I can tell James is worried about the war is when he looks at us together. He bites the inside of his lip, he freezes for a moment, then he shakes his hair out of his eyes like he’s trying to shake the tears out of his head. We both love you so much. Harry, I know I tell you this every day, but the day you were born, you became the whole world. The second your green eyes looked at mine, I think I forgot everything. I forgot about the war that was starting. I forgot there was a world besides that bed with you and James.
Sometimes, when I hold you I pretend that everything is different. I sometimes go so far that I pretend I don’t know about magic. I pretend that my husband is playing with the sweeping broom instead of angrily flying around in the yard. I pretend that I don’t know of any war and I never will. I will go on living my life. I will get a real job. I will finish growing up before I have to teach you how. I feel guilty after for wanting something that big. I don’t really wish I didn’t know about magic. I just want to protect you.
You have so many people who will always care about you. Your parents, and their friends are practically your fan club. Your Godfather, Sirius, becomes a child around you. He is sweet to you. He is silly and carefree around you. He wants to be your best friend as well as James’. Remus almost fell over in shock the first time he saw you. He literally stumbled, conveniently, right into Sirius’ lap. Now, he is so shy around you; he almost seems star struck. Peter always stares at you, like he doesn’t quite know what to make of you. I see him though, as you grab his finger, his smile is so wide his face mutates. The whole Order is in love with you. I hope when you’re reading this all these people are still part of your life.
Oh Harry, you know how before I said I wanted to see you grow up. It’s more than that. I need to see you grow up. I know the man you are going to become is going to be amazing. I want to be here for you. I want to live to see the terrible twos. I want to see you as a moody teenager. I know this isn’t going to happen. Don’t be mad at me; know that I never meant to leave you. If your father is gone now too know that we fought every day so we could be with you, down to the last. I guess this is goodbye….
I love you Harry,
Lily Evans Potter
PS. I know now this letter was to make myself feel better. I hope that it helps you also. I hope that when you read this you’ll feel less alone. I hope you will read this whenever you feel abandoned or scared. I will always be with you Harry. I know you will make it.
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Harry buried his face in his shaking hands. He grasped the letter to his face and cried. He needed a family, but sometimes you just have to take all you can get. This letter was enough to get him off the steps and back to work.
fin
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