Thank You
By Misha
Disclaimer- Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling and is not mine, however much I might wish differently. However, I am not making any money off of this, so please do not sue me!
Author's Notes- This is just a short piece written before I read Order of the Phoenix, but it still fits in the cannon, more or less. This is just a short reflective piece told from Lily's PoV and directed at Molly. Strange, I know, but you have to read it to understand. This just popped into my head and I couldn't resist. Well, that's all for now, enjoy!
Summery- Thank you. Thank you for being there for my son when I couldn't.
Rating- PG
Spoilers- All five books, I guess.
Thank you.
I wish I could say those words to you in person, let you know how very grateful I am to you.
You do what I am unable to--you are there for my son. You love him as if he were your own. I am so grateful for that.
I watched over Harry in the early years of his life and I ached for how starved of affection he was. I hate my sister for how she treats him. Just like I love you for the affection that you bestow on him.
I would give anything to be able to raise my son, but it cannot be. I love him so very much, even if I can't show him that.
But then, you also love him and you are able to show him. You have seven children of your own, yet you still found the room to take my child into your heart. You gave him the thing he lacked the most--a mother's love.
I envy the fact that you are able to be there when I can't be. That you can hold my son and fret over him and try to protect him.
While all I can do is watch from a distance. But at the same time, I am so very grateful that Harry finds comfort and affection from you. I am his mother, but since I can't be there, I'm glad that someone else is.
He's so young and there are so many expectations resting on him. Too many expectations. The world sees him only as the Boy Who Lived, their hero, not as a young boy faltering under the weight laid on his thin shoulders. I fear that it'll be too much for him. And I ache for the fact that I am not able to be there and ease his burden.
But you are and you will. You will comfort my son and give him a place where he can still be a child. He needs that desperately. He has been too long without knowing what it's like to be loved unconditionally, like only a mother can love you.
I think he knows that I loved him like that, but he can't imagine it, because he can't remember the feeling. All he knows is that I died and left him in the care of my sister and that horrible husband of hers and thus he was denied the love and affection he should have had.
But you're making up for that. You're treating him like he deserves to be treated. I thank you for that.
Nothing hurts more than not being able to be there with my son as he grows up, but you've eased some of that pain. At least I know now that he has someone to love him, like I would have loved him.
It's hard to know that someone else is more of a mother to my child than I ever got to be, but sometimes, life is like that.
There's so much I wish I could say to you, but most of all it comes down to two words.
Thank you.
Thank you for loving him, for being there when I couldn't.
For that, I will always be in your debt.
The End