A/N: Ok this is my first angst fic... I'm usually a happy-go-lucky kind of
person so bear with me on this... try and be nice... but if it so horrible that
you just can't help but flame me... flame I don't care....
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Harry had just gotten back from one of his daily evening walks. This haad been his worst summer by far.
"You weren't here for dinner boy." His uncle called from the kitchen when he heard the front door close.
Harry didn't answer. He just walked upstairs. He knew his uncle wouldn't force him to reply. Harry had barely spoken at all this summer. He mainly stayed outside and in his room.
He walked into his room and saw Hedwig sitting on his bed. Harry gave her a sad smile as he walked over to his bed. His smile turned into a puzzled look as he spotted a letter in her beak. 'must be from Hermione' thought Harry, as he sat on his bed and opened the letter.
Dear Harry, 'This isn't Hermione's handwriting'. Harry thought I don't know if or how you are going to get this letter ('this is Sirius's!' Harry's hands began to shake) But I must tell you. Don't you think for one moment that my death was in any way your fault. You coming to get me after your vision showed your care for me and that you were willing to risk everything for me. I couldn't be prouder(at this Harry's eyes brimmed with tears). You are very much like your father Harry. Not only your looks either. He would have come after me as well. I only wish I was there for you in the beginning Harry. I'm sorry I wasn't there. You may be wondering why I didn't come back as a ghost. That is because if I did I would have to watch all the people I love and care about die, and I would be alone once again. No, I'd rather wait for you to join me. Which BETTER be for a very, very long time. I could write to you forever but, I have to stop sometime. I want to let you know that I am now naming Remus as your new godfather. He cares for you as much as I did, and James. He will also be more help than I was, considering he's not an escaped convict. The last thing I would like to tell you Harry is that I love you like a son. Take care of yourself, I'll see you again one day.
Love,
Sirius
Harry had read, and re-read the letter several times. Silent tears flowing down his cheeks. But one thought had crossed his mind, how did the letter get to him?
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Harry had just gotten back from one of his daily evening walks. This haad been his worst summer by far.
"You weren't here for dinner boy." His uncle called from the kitchen when he heard the front door close.
Harry didn't answer. He just walked upstairs. He knew his uncle wouldn't force him to reply. Harry had barely spoken at all this summer. He mainly stayed outside and in his room.
He walked into his room and saw Hedwig sitting on his bed. Harry gave her a sad smile as he walked over to his bed. His smile turned into a puzzled look as he spotted a letter in her beak. 'must be from Hermione' thought Harry, as he sat on his bed and opened the letter.
Dear Harry, 'This isn't Hermione's handwriting'. Harry thought I don't know if or how you are going to get this letter ('this is Sirius's!' Harry's hands began to shake) But I must tell you. Don't you think for one moment that my death was in any way your fault. You coming to get me after your vision showed your care for me and that you were willing to risk everything for me. I couldn't be prouder(at this Harry's eyes brimmed with tears). You are very much like your father Harry. Not only your looks either. He would have come after me as well. I only wish I was there for you in the beginning Harry. I'm sorry I wasn't there. You may be wondering why I didn't come back as a ghost. That is because if I did I would have to watch all the people I love and care about die, and I would be alone once again. No, I'd rather wait for you to join me. Which BETTER be for a very, very long time. I could write to you forever but, I have to stop sometime. I want to let you know that I am now naming Remus as your new godfather. He cares for you as much as I did, and James. He will also be more help than I was, considering he's not an escaped convict. The last thing I would like to tell you Harry is that I love you like a son. Take care of yourself, I'll see you again one day.
Love,
Sirius
Harry had read, and re-read the letter several times. Silent tears flowing down his cheeks. But one thought had crossed his mind, how did the letter get to him?