Chapter 1 – Owl News
Hello dear readers.
I am trying something new this time. This is a story I have adopted from its previous author oreoswithoutmilk. They gave this story up for adoption and I like the concept and thought I would take it up as an exercise in imagination and see how it span out.
This first chapter, is verbatim the first chapter that oreoswithoutmilk put up as threir first chapter for this story. With their permission, I have copied it here and kept it almost intact. Any further chapters, however, will be from my pen.
Hope you like this idea. Do read and review. :)
Dear Padfoot,
Lord, I don't even know how to start this. I assume (hope) you remember me so I won't introduce myself like we're strangers. I guess I should start by saying that I never forgot you, Remus, or James. (The other is sadly unforgettable for what he did to James and Lily.) I have also never stopped regretting the day that I left you guys in the Leaky Cauldron, saying that I had to go my separate way. Um, look, to be blunt you have a daughter. I was trying to think of ways to say this differently, but everything else sounds like it was out of a muggle soap opera. But, yes. You have a daughter who is seventeen. To compare, it is the same age as Harry.
Look, I don't have much time. It's just that she was taken into foster care when she was seven. I was in the hospital because of a Death Eater attack and am afraid I lost most of my memory (all except you and the Hogwarts family. Weird, huh?) I got most of my memory back over time, but by the time I remembered her she was gone to another city, and I had no way of tracking her. I have never stopped trying to find her, and very recently hired a muggle detective. He found her in an entirely muggle island called Hawaii. It's in America, but I am afraid that I am not going to be able go.
There is a portkey attached to the necklace that I have sent. It was something I wore to the last moment possible, the rings on it have the crests of Hogwarts, but there are five rings that have yours', Remus', James', Lily's, and my family crest on them. If you want to meet my daughter (which I beg of you to wish) put the Potter crest on your finger. If you wish to never see or hear from any member of my family again (please don't wish this) then all you have to do is put on the ring with the Black crest on it.
If you do go see her, there are things you should know. First, please tell her I love her. Give her the necklace, please! Also she knows more than she lets on sometimes. Don't ever underestimate her. She can do things I can only dream of, and SHE NEVER FORGETS! Once you get her angry (may God bless you if you annoy her to this level) she will never forgive you. Yet she is very slow to anger, but when she is angry things tend to go boom. Keep her safe, even when she says she is capable of doing things herself.
Sorry to dump this all on you at once,
Mary Elizabeth aka Irish Monkey.
PS. – I have never stopped loving you even after all these years.
Sirius Black stared at the letter, not noticing when t fell from his hands and the Order's stares of confusion turned to worry and then to amazement. The owl that had delivered the letter flew away, unnoticed by the new father and his friends.
