Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling, not to me.

First Letter:

Dear mommy and daddy,

I know you two are dead, but granny said that writing is a good way to show what I'm feeling and I think that the only ones to whom I want to show my feelings to are you. She said that I don't need to send letters to talk to you, but I don't know if I believe in her. Maybe I will borrow Fuchsia without granny knowing – she never failed to deliver any correspondence.

I think granny blurted this story about writing being a good way to tell what I am feeling to other people because she is a little upset with me. She wanted me to learn to read and write, but it's not really fun to stay at home trying to remember the pronunciations of "s" and every time granny left the room to bring something for us to eat I ran away to my bedroom and tried

to change so she wouldn't recognize me. Unfortunately, it never worked!

So, granny said I could write about my feelings and I realized that I could write to you. I heard her telling Harry yesterday how much I improved and I thought that it was time to start. I mean, I don't know very well what the meaning of "improve" is, but I think it's a good thing, because she was smiling.

I told Harry what I am doing and asked him to read my letter and correct my mistakes – because his parents also died when he was a baby and he understands me. I'm still not very good in this writing thing even though I'm trying very hard for you. Harry said he would correct it for me despite him thinking that you would not bother with my mistakes because you would be very happy with the fact I wrote a letter to you. I don't know if that's true, so I decided not to take the risk. I don't want you to think I am stupid.

So, there it is:

Mommy and daddy, I want to start telling you that I'm nine – don't know if you can count the years from the place you are, so it's better to tell. I know nine is a bit old to learn to write, already saw lots of kids younger than me writing letters, but I never had patience to learn and no one forced me until now.

I live with granny since you died and she was the person who taught me that I can't eat candies before the lunch and that I need to be kind and polite with older people and that I can't change my appearance in front of our muggle neighbors.

I have some muggle friends, by the way. They don't know that I'm a wizard and they think my house is funny because we don't have a computer, a television or even electricity. I asked granny once to let me have a television, but she said I should not have muggle things because I can't take them to Hogwarts when I start school, three years from now, and I will miss them.

Granny is a little annoying with lots of things and she has lots of rules, but I really love her and know that she wants the best for me, so I disobey her just when I really need to, like now.

Harry is always here also. He is my godfather and, despite granny being his friend, she said that you chose him for me, so I'd like to say "thank you". Harry is the best godfather in the world, he is always here and likes to buy ice cream and candies for me. It was him who taught me how to fly in a real broom and told me more about the war against Voldemort.

He has two kids, James is three years old and Albus is one, they are like brothers to me I am like a brother to them too, because everyone always acted like we were for real.

Harry never lied to me about anything like the adults use to do. When I asked him how the babies are made, he showed to me a book with a lot of drawings explaining it – still don't understand very well how it works, but I saw he was telling the truth. Granny told me a funny story about storks that anyone would know it's a lie, but I know she just didn't know how to explain it in a way I would understand.

It's just that, although I really love Harry and granny, the people I love most in the world are you. I know it's meany to them, because they work really hard, but I can't help it. Granny told me that you died for me to be happy and, since I discovered that, I can't love anyone like I love you. Hope Harry doesn't get sad with me when he reads this, but I really need to write it – but maybe he understands, because his parents also died when he was a baby.

It's hard to grow up without knowing you. It's like even with all the stories I listen about you, it will not be enough for me not to miss you. And it's unfair that there's one person who knows you so well, mommy, and there is not anyone who can talk about you, daddy.

Besides, I really wish that you had taught me how to fly in a real broom and how I should respect the older people. It's not that granny and Harry are not great, it's just that I miss having a mommy and a daddy as everyone does. But I want you to know that I understand and love you. And that I'm happy despite of missing you.

Forever yours,

Teddy Lupin

PS: Harry read this letter and discovered that I want to talk to someone about you, daddy. So, he asked professor McGonagall from Hogwarts to tell me things about you when you were his student. We will meet at Hogwarts in the next weekend – can't wait to see the castle!

Author's note:

This is my first Harry Potter fanfiction written entirely in english. Hope there are not many mistakes. I reviewed twice before posting it, but can have left some things behind.

Hope you're enjoying this story. It's quite simple, but I really loved writing. This is about six letters written by Teddy from childhood to adulthood.

A lot of thanks to my friend Rubem, who read and corrected my mistakes.

You can find it in brazilian portuguese on my profile with the name "Com Amor".

Next update: March 19th