(This is a repost of my letters fan fic. My bata for this was Azaelia Silmarwen she rocks! I do not own Harry Potter! If Harry seems a little OCC I'm sorry.)

March 30, 2001

New York City, New York

Dear Ron and Hermione,

Hello. How are you? I'm fine. Work is going fine for me as is school. I am learning a lot about the Muggle police force that may or may not help with Auror office.

I got a part time job working at a movie theatre here. I'm an usher, I help people find their seats and get to kick people out if they are being too noise. I also get to see the movies for free.

Yesterday I went to the public library. Mione you would love it, a lot of books, but I don't think you can take any out. Anyway, I started reading up on the Great Fire of 1666. Did you know that it took out 1/3 of England's population?

How is Teddy doing? I feel kinda bad for just leaving him, but I kinda had to.

I hope you are doing okay.

Your friend,

Harry James.

April 8, 2001

Dear Harry,

Hi. We are fine. How are you doing? When did you start going by Harry James?

Work is going fine for Ron and I. Ron, as you know, is working alone side Neville in the Auror office. Both of them say that it is not the same without you and they have a desk there for you when you get back, whenever that will be. My own work is hard and demanding, but I like the challenge. It has been something I have been passionate about since forth year, you know.

Ginny and Seamus are going out, have been since December, and I think Seamus is going to pop the question any day now.

Teddy is growing like a weed. Already four years old, and driving his grandmum mad. His favourite colour to change his hair to, right now, is brown like his dad's and his eyes are purple. It is quite a sight.

We miss you. Come home soon.

Love from,

Hermione

April 20, 2001

New York City, New York.

Dear Ron and Hermione,

Hey. I'm not doing the best right now. I'm sick with a cold that has kept me from work and school for just about a week. I HATE being sick!

I started going by Harry James because there is another person, where I work, and he is also in most of my classes at college, whose name is Harry as well. So whenever someone wanted one of us, and they said Harry, we would both answer so I started going by Harry James so it would quit being so confusing.

I'm sorry this letter is so short. I'm kinda tired so I'm going to go to bed.

Your friend,

Harry

April 25, 2001

Dear Harry,

Hey. I'm sorry to hear that you are not feeling the best. I hope you are feeling better now. I remember how hard it was for you to be sick while we were at school, but I think that was more to the fact that you had to stay in the Hospital Wing than anything else.

George said that the shop is going fine, but no matter how many people fill it up or how much time has passed, he is always looking around for Fred. Angela has helped out a lot and I think they are now going out.

Ginny and Seamus are engaged to be married. The wedding is set of next summer.

Teddy is asking about you, wondering where 'Papa Harry' is. I have no clue where he picked up the papa bit, but that is what he calls you. Yesterday I was watching him and he found an old photograph of us three - you, Ron and I - and started freaking out saying, 'Papa Harry, Papa Harry,' and started looking all over for you. Poor thing. When he could not find you he changed his hair and eye colour to match yours and started bawling. Maybe you should come home and visit him? Or write him a little letter?

That would make sense then that you would be going by your middle name.

Well I'm off to bed here as well.

Write when you can.

Love from,

Hermione