Promise You'll Think of Me
By RohanianRidr
A memoir to our beloved Padfoot. We love you forever and always.
Harry
Not everyone has a father. I thought I didn't, at first. But as I begin to think, I have three. They all are my father in a way. My real father, James Potter, died to save my life. Remus Lupin, who looked after me and saved my life more than once, and showed me my patronus. Then, my last father, Sirius Black, who was sentenced to a crime he did not commit, and instead of escaping for himself, escaped to see me. He died in a fight, as noble as I can imagine. I never managed to live with him, though I wished I could. I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. So I'll say it now.
Goodbye, Sirius. Thanks for giving me a pathway through the brush. Thanks a lot.