Harry Potter's Last Stand
J.K. Rowling's owns all of the characters in this story except for Sarah who I made up.
Lost deep in thought on the way home from the train station, Harry Potter contemplated whether God made a mistake when he allowed Harry to be created and born into this world. In Harry's mind so far all he had accomplished in doing while on this earth was to bring pain and suffering among the people he loved and cherished. His mother and father where the first to be murdered because of him, Cedric Diggory was second to die, and then third was his godfather Sirus; who had died three weeks earlier at the Department of Mysteries. The images of these people continued to flash through his mind over and over during the last couple of weeks since his godfather's death.
Bringing him out of his depressing thoughts was the hand of his Uncle striking him across his face. "Now you listen to me boy, I don't give a rats ass what those freaks say to me because I will do what ever I please to my nephew, and there is not a darn thing they can do about it. Petunia and I have been talking after we had a little conversation with that old fool Dumbedore or whatever his name is, and we have decided that if those freaks ever harm a member of our family then we will take you to an orphanage, and be rid of you and your abnormality. See it seems that Petunia is the reason that you must keep coming back to our house year after year to strengthen the darn spell that your freaky mother placed on you when you were a baby. So they want do a thing to me except throw threats around because if we decide not to take you back again then that spell will be broken" Uncle Vernon said in a quite proud tone.
Two days later after his trip home from the trains station Harry could be found staring out into the night sky fighting back tears and wishing that he could just talk again with his godfather. He wished he could just here his godfather say that things would be okay and that soon he would be able to leave those dreaded Dursley's, but Harry knew that was not a possibility any longer. Again being waken out of his thoughts was his owl Hedwig flying in through the window and dropping a letter onto his lap. "Thanks girl," Harry said as he opened up the letter that had been brought to him.
Dear Harry,
How are you doing? Remember to tell us if those relatives of yours' are mistreating you in any way, and I will personally come out there myself and take care of them for you. Everything is going as well as can be expected right now, so far we haven't heard a thing about Voldemot, but we are still on the look out.
All of the order says hi and that they all miss you. You want believe how hard I had to fight to be the one that got to right you your letters. That just goes to show you how much we all love you. I am really sorry you have not been able to receive letters from your friends, it's just we don't want to take any chances of them being intercepted, but I can assure you that your friends are fine, and they send their love as well.
As for me, I want you to promise and tell me if anything is bothering you. I want try to say that I understand what you are going through, but I will always listen to you and help you the best I can. Remember that letting your emotions out to someone is not a sign of weakness, but a way to help you through your grieving process. Remus also wants me to add that he feels the same way that I do on this topic, and that he will always be here for you to. Well remember that if we do not receive a letter from you in three days that we are coming to check on you.
Love always, Tonks and the Order
Harry was at a loss for words after he finished reading the letter from Tonks and the order. He had gotten rather close with Tonks last year and was always close with Remus after his third year, but he had had no clue how much they cared for him. Rising a little out of his depression he decided to right his reply back tonight.
Dear Tonks,
Since you have been deemed my letter writer, I hope you do not mind if I just write to you and then you can tell everyone else what I say. If you do not like this plan then just write to me and tell me to stop and I'll quit. Sorry in advance if this is not okay. As for your first question, I am okay, but the Dursley's are not taking to well to the threats that everyone gave them about my treatment. It's not bad though, you don't have to come out here for that really, I am okay. It's just been real hard with Sir.. Tell everyone hello for me.
Harry
A knew wave of sadness just landed in the pit of Harry's stomach. I can't dump my problems on Tonks or the order no matter how much I want to, it's just wrong, and there is no way I'm going to tell her how the Dursley's are treating me. I mean what good will it do for her to worry about me having a bloody nose and a few bruised ribs when she is in danger already. No, I will not tell her or anyone what is going on, it is my fault already that my parents, godfather, and Cedric died; no one else will die because of me. With this new found determination Harry sent Hegwig with his letter on her way and vowed that he would become the strongest wizard that he can be so that he can defeat Voldemort, and stop anyone else he loves from being hurt.
J.K. Rowling's owns all of the characters in this story except for Sarah who I made up.
Lost deep in thought on the way home from the train station, Harry Potter contemplated whether God made a mistake when he allowed Harry to be created and born into this world. In Harry's mind so far all he had accomplished in doing while on this earth was to bring pain and suffering among the people he loved and cherished. His mother and father where the first to be murdered because of him, Cedric Diggory was second to die, and then third was his godfather Sirus; who had died three weeks earlier at the Department of Mysteries. The images of these people continued to flash through his mind over and over during the last couple of weeks since his godfather's death.
Bringing him out of his depressing thoughts was the hand of his Uncle striking him across his face. "Now you listen to me boy, I don't give a rats ass what those freaks say to me because I will do what ever I please to my nephew, and there is not a darn thing they can do about it. Petunia and I have been talking after we had a little conversation with that old fool Dumbedore or whatever his name is, and we have decided that if those freaks ever harm a member of our family then we will take you to an orphanage, and be rid of you and your abnormality. See it seems that Petunia is the reason that you must keep coming back to our house year after year to strengthen the darn spell that your freaky mother placed on you when you were a baby. So they want do a thing to me except throw threats around because if we decide not to take you back again then that spell will be broken" Uncle Vernon said in a quite proud tone.
Two days later after his trip home from the trains station Harry could be found staring out into the night sky fighting back tears and wishing that he could just talk again with his godfather. He wished he could just here his godfather say that things would be okay and that soon he would be able to leave those dreaded Dursley's, but Harry knew that was not a possibility any longer. Again being waken out of his thoughts was his owl Hedwig flying in through the window and dropping a letter onto his lap. "Thanks girl," Harry said as he opened up the letter that had been brought to him.
Dear Harry,
How are you doing? Remember to tell us if those relatives of yours' are mistreating you in any way, and I will personally come out there myself and take care of them for you. Everything is going as well as can be expected right now, so far we haven't heard a thing about Voldemot, but we are still on the look out.
All of the order says hi and that they all miss you. You want believe how hard I had to fight to be the one that got to right you your letters. That just goes to show you how much we all love you. I am really sorry you have not been able to receive letters from your friends, it's just we don't want to take any chances of them being intercepted, but I can assure you that your friends are fine, and they send their love as well.
As for me, I want you to promise and tell me if anything is bothering you. I want try to say that I understand what you are going through, but I will always listen to you and help you the best I can. Remember that letting your emotions out to someone is not a sign of weakness, but a way to help you through your grieving process. Remus also wants me to add that he feels the same way that I do on this topic, and that he will always be here for you to. Well remember that if we do not receive a letter from you in three days that we are coming to check on you.
Love always, Tonks and the Order
Harry was at a loss for words after he finished reading the letter from Tonks and the order. He had gotten rather close with Tonks last year and was always close with Remus after his third year, but he had had no clue how much they cared for him. Rising a little out of his depression he decided to right his reply back tonight.
Dear Tonks,
Since you have been deemed my letter writer, I hope you do not mind if I just write to you and then you can tell everyone else what I say. If you do not like this plan then just write to me and tell me to stop and I'll quit. Sorry in advance if this is not okay. As for your first question, I am okay, but the Dursley's are not taking to well to the threats that everyone gave them about my treatment. It's not bad though, you don't have to come out here for that really, I am okay. It's just been real hard with Sir.. Tell everyone hello for me.
Harry
A knew wave of sadness just landed in the pit of Harry's stomach. I can't dump my problems on Tonks or the order no matter how much I want to, it's just wrong, and there is no way I'm going to tell her how the Dursley's are treating me. I mean what good will it do for her to worry about me having a bloody nose and a few bruised ribs when she is in danger already. No, I will not tell her or anyone what is going on, it is my fault already that my parents, godfather, and Cedric died; no one else will die because of me. With this new found determination Harry sent Hegwig with his letter on her way and vowed that he would become the strongest wizard that he can be so that he can defeat Voldemort, and stop anyone else he loves from being hurt.