This is really soppy but read it anyway.
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. They belong to JK Rowling.
Harry, if only you knew. If only you knew how we would never leave you, how much we loved you. How we were always there for you, and how I love you, forever and beyond.
Harry, I wish I could tell you how sorry I am, that I'm not here today to tell you "I love you," or to give you a hug. I'm sorry I'm gone, and I can't see you off to Hogwarts, or be there when you graduate. I'm sorry I'll never see you again, even though you'll always be in my heart.
Harry, I'm sorry that we can't relive those few cherished moments together; ones that were so sweet and we had so few of. Do you remember your first Christmas? You were only a baby, and you got buried in wrapping paper- we were all so worried you had crawled out the door. Or your first word, "Quidditch!" after listening to James and Sirius repeat it for hours on end. Or your first smile, how you lit up my day- I was at home, laying on the bed, and you were with me. I almost cried with happiness.
Harry, I'm sorry I couldn't keep the promises I made to you- to be there for you when you needed me, to make a fresh batch of cookies when you are hungry, or to give you help with Charms homework. I wish I could be with you, at every moment. Harry, we didn't have enough time together, just one short year, and then I had to leave. But remember this, I'll love you forever, and I'll be there. If only we had more time.
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Harry Potter suddenly sat up from the bed after a dream. His mother had been in it, talking to him, telling him about when he was little, before she vanished and he had woke up. The dream had been so real, so true that his heart ached, as he told himself, "It's only a dream; she's not coming back." He felt a tear roll down his cheek and raised his hand to wipe it, but he noticed a small slip of paper tucked into his right hand, his wand hand.
Dear Harry, I don't know how much longer we have to live, so I'm writing letter just in case. Perhaps we'll be looking back at this a few years later, laughing, but maybe we won't be so lucky. But you have you live, Harry, no matter what. Your father and I just wanted you to know that we'll be with you forever, no matter what; looking over you. Whenever you're feeling alone, just think that we'll be watching you, keeping you from harm. Time is forever, but love is as well
Mum and Dad
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Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. They belong to JK Rowling.
Harry, if only you knew. If only you knew how we would never leave you, how much we loved you. How we were always there for you, and how I love you, forever and beyond.
Harry, I wish I could tell you how sorry I am, that I'm not here today to tell you "I love you," or to give you a hug. I'm sorry I'm gone, and I can't see you off to Hogwarts, or be there when you graduate. I'm sorry I'll never see you again, even though you'll always be in my heart.
Harry, I'm sorry that we can't relive those few cherished moments together; ones that were so sweet and we had so few of. Do you remember your first Christmas? You were only a baby, and you got buried in wrapping paper- we were all so worried you had crawled out the door. Or your first word, "Quidditch!" after listening to James and Sirius repeat it for hours on end. Or your first smile, how you lit up my day- I was at home, laying on the bed, and you were with me. I almost cried with happiness.
Harry, I'm sorry I couldn't keep the promises I made to you- to be there for you when you needed me, to make a fresh batch of cookies when you are hungry, or to give you help with Charms homework. I wish I could be with you, at every moment. Harry, we didn't have enough time together, just one short year, and then I had to leave. But remember this, I'll love you forever, and I'll be there. If only we had more time.
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Harry Potter suddenly sat up from the bed after a dream. His mother had been in it, talking to him, telling him about when he was little, before she vanished and he had woke up. The dream had been so real, so true that his heart ached, as he told himself, "It's only a dream; she's not coming back." He felt a tear roll down his cheek and raised his hand to wipe it, but he noticed a small slip of paper tucked into his right hand, his wand hand.
Dear Harry, I don't know how much longer we have to live, so I'm writing letter just in case. Perhaps we'll be looking back at this a few years later, laughing, but maybe we won't be so lucky. But you have you live, Harry, no matter what. Your father and I just wanted you to know that we'll be with you forever, no matter what; looking over you. Whenever you're feeling alone, just think that we'll be watching you, keeping you from harm. Time is forever, but love is as well
Mum and Dad
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