Love from Harry
Letter number 1: Lily Potter
Dear Mum,
I know that it's been a long time since you died, but not a day goes by that I don't think of you. You died to save me, and that's why I was able to prevail and defeat Voldemort. So really, I should be saying thank you; so should everyone. Your sacrifice didn't just save me, but everyone, and I know that your sacrifice runs in my blood and veins even now, when he is nonexistent.
I hope that wherever you are now, you're content and optimistic, and don't regret what you so valiantly did. I hope you're with Dad, and Sirius, and everyone else. It aches to think of all the people I love no longer being here, but at least I know that they're with you.
Although I'm surrounded by people who love me, you're not here. There is only so much that they can say. The thing is, I need my Mum; I need you Mum. I wish that we could spend Christmas together, and laugh as dad fell asleep on the sofa with his paper hat on. I know that this will sound selfish Mum, but I wish it hadn't been me.
When I saw you in the Mirror of Erised, when I saw you come out of Voldemort's wand in the Graveyard, when I saw you in the forest, it made me think. I imagined you being like Ron's mum, all kind and caring and meeting me off the train at the end of the year. But you're gone. Nothing that I can do will ever change that. I could've used the resurrection stone, I suppose, but I know that it wouldn't of been right. Knowing that it lies somewhere in the forest is very tempting, but I mustn't.
I can lead my own life though now, knowing that I've justified your death, even if you're not here. I wish you could meet Ginny, Ron and Hermione. When I get married to Ginny someday, I'll imagine you there. You'd probably cry; did at Bill and Fleur's wedding, then Dad would do an embarrassing speech and drink too much Butterbeer.
When we have children, I'll name them after you and Dad. I hope one of them has your eyes, just like me. Then I could still see you every time I looked at them. I know you can't spoil them from wherever you are, but I will tell them about you and they will be as proud as I am of you.
I'll never, ever forget you Mum. I know that you'll read this letter somehow, which means that now I've said everything to you that I just wish I could of said before. I love you mum. I miss you.
Love from Harry.
A/N: So Yay, my first chapter of Love from Harry is finished! I hope that you liked it, but I doubt it made you cry, as I need more inspiration and practise. After all, this is really only my first story.
To be honest, this was just an opening chapter to help me to kind of realise what kind of thing this is going to be about. I don't think that I will write James, because it would be very similar to this and I don't want to bore you. You can imagine that Harry wrote one to him though, as I'm sure he did.
Also, if you have a suggestion of who I should write, please leave it in a review. It doesn't have to be someone who's dead if you don't want it to be!
Please review, I would love some feedback!
This idea came into my head yesterday, and I searched on Google to see if there was already something like this, but I couldn't find anything, although it probably has been done before. If you have something like this, I apologise; I had no idea.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter; except the idea of the letters and the title "Letters from Harry".
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Update: If there are spaces at random points, it should say or Ron's Mum. Fanfiction decided not to like for some reason, and has therefore tried to remove her from my fic. All I can say is; "Fanfiction, no Christmas jumper for you!"