Every night, before he goes to sleep, there's only one thing on his mind. Perhaps he should be grateful for the diversion from worrying about what lies on the other side of the door. He's not. Not when the alternative is how to prevent the death of his parents. He's tired of wrestling with a problem that has no solution, but it doesn't stop him ( Read more... )

Dear James

There's going to be a dark wizard. He's going to

Dear James

I'm sorry to have to write this, but Mum Lily said I shouldn't say anything. Not that she let me tell her

The Christmas present is the last straw, really. He'd opened it and read the card, Lots of love and Happy Christmas, and that was it, he has to say something. Lily and James. ( Read more... )

Harry had had to come straight outside after meeting his mother. He needs space to try and get his head around the implications of this, what it could mean, what could be avoided, what could be fixed. And the fact that this place looks a lot like Hogwarts is a strange comfort. It's the only place he's ever felt he had a home, after all.

But that ( Read more... )