Harry's birthday is pretty sad in all reality then Tonks sends him a card that brightens his day.

Your Song

Tonks sat on the roof of Grimmuald place. It was quiet up there. She looked at the pathetic birthday card she'd bought. 'How do I say that I care about him?' she asked herself. Earlier she'd asked moony the same question

"Tell someone how you feel? Well you just do it, just put all the ideas in your head into words, even if they don't make sense." He'd smiled at her, "if you put enough feeling into those words they'll know what they mean"

She sat there now wondering what was in her head. "I want to give him a big house to live in!" she said to herself, "and I wish I had money so I could give nice things! And..and how wonderful the world is because he's in it and how lovely his eyes are!" she sighed, the sun was just beginning to sink into the horizon, creeping closer. "I want him to know that I wanted to buy him soemthign great but maybe something simple would be better anyway…I wish he knew about this weird feeling I have inside" her eyes sparked as she picked up a quill, "It's a little bit funny this feeling inside…" she said as she wrote the first line. She continued quickly then put the birthday card into an envelope and sent it off.

Hours and Miles later a dark haired boy opened it. It was his birthday you see but nobody really remembers. He had received three presents so far, one each from his two best friends and one from his schools groundskeeper. Unlike many boys his age his birthday only brought about sadness because none of his family had ever celebrated with him, it was just before his first birthday his parents died.

This latest package was somewhat of an enigma to the boy however, the handwriting was unfamiliar as was the owl who had delivered it. He opened the envelope. It was a birthday card, plain and boring. He read carefully because he was interested in who would send HIM a card. Inside it read:

Dear Harry,

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

Seeing as wizards are so inttereslated we must be cousins some how and I thought it's only right for family to celebrate birthdays. Happy Birthday Harry and many happy returns.

Love from Tonks.

The dark ahired boy smiled because it was the best birthday present ever. A song written just for him by someone who loved him…not because he had doen anything or because he'd gibven them friendship or anything but because she was his family…he would have to give her a big hug next time he saw her.

AN: I heard this song and I was like 'that perfect!' it just fit in. BTW this is not love as in marry me, it's a family love (hope i made that clear!) review please!