To my godson,
It is wrong, Harry. It is truly wrong that you have had to loose so much.
It's worse than wrong. It is evil. You above all others have known evil. You have not only witnessed it, it has scrapped you up by the neck and attempted to slaughter you with its bare hands.
You are the strongest person I know, Harry. You have done what almost no grown wizard would have been able to. You planted your feet on the ground and withstood every wave that evil has sent. Evil has stolen every thing that you once held dear.
You hate it with every fiber of your being. You have stood and fought when anyone else with half a brain would have run. But it is because you fought, that evil will be stopped in it's tracks.
Every time you face Voldemort, and live, he grows weaker. When you, a mere teenage boy, survive him, you prove that he is also mortal. It is because of you that Voldemort will one day be vanquished.
He will try everything. He has and will ruin your good name. He will steal everyone you hold dear. He will torment you in your dreams. He will kill innocents. He will plot. He will scheme. He will panic. And then, one day, he will die.
And it will be because of you, Harry.
James would have been proud.
-Sirius