Disclaimer: So, of course, i dont own Harry Potter or any of the characters that J.K. Rowling wrote, only the plot and any of my own characters.
Authors Note: So i just started to get back to writing and its been a while since i did. I'm jut wondering if anyone wants me to continue, because i havent had anyone (cept Kadasa Mori) review, and i was wondering if it was worth the effort. Anyone that reads this, i hope you like it!!
Chapter Three:
Harry looked up as an unfamiliar owl flew through his window at Privet Drive.
I wonder who could be sending me a letter at this time of night. Everyone should be asleep by now…although I'm not asleep so I cant really talk.
Harry glanced at Hedwig, "Think I should open it?" He asked. She just bobbed her head slightly and hooted. "Alright here it goes!"
Dear Mr. Potter,
You don't know me, and I don't really know you, I use to, but I don't now. My name is not important, but I need to tell you that I am a death eater. Before you throw this letter away, I need you to know that I didn't chose to become a death eater, I was forced. I've had what you could call "amnesia" for many years, too many. I've just recently acquired them again. See, I betrayed my family, the only family I have ever have. I knew where they were, and I was trying to hide, and then Voldemort came and took it all away from me. He tortured me until I could remember who I was, and got the information from my mind. I lost them; I lost them because I wasn't strong enough to protect them.
I want you to know, that im sorry if ive ever done anything to hurt you, and I want you to remember, some people, never really had a choice in this war. I was twenty-one when I lost my family, my job and my life. I don't want that happening to you, I want you to live.
The reason I am writing this letter is to tell you of an impending attack by Voldemort. On July 31st, Voldemort is going to attack your friend Hermione Granger's house. I want you to be happy, and for you to be happy she needs to be safe, besides I don't want an innocent to die, too many have already. Please, tell her to relocate her parents. Please. And what ever you do, don't trust Dumbledore.
The Healer
"Well…I didn't really expect that." Harry said as he finished the letter and set it down. "I think I need to write a letter to Sirius!"
Sirius Black looked up from the desk in his room to see a very familiar owl gliding towards him.
"Hello Hedwig, what do you have for me?"
Sirius,
I just received a letter from someone who claims to be a death eater, and I really don't know what to do about it. He says I shouldn't trust Dumbledore, and I know that I should, but his story seems so heartfelt, so sincere. I don't know what I should do…should I write back to him and try and draw him out into the light so that the ministry can get a hold of him, or should I just ignore it and hope it goes away? And what should I do about Hermione? I'm worried now.
Harry
P.S. I've enclosed a copy of the letter, please read it and decide for yourself, and please, don't show anyone.
Sirius sighed. On one hand, he wanted to tell Dumbledore because a death eater being able to contact Harry was scary, on the other hand, he didn't really trust Dumbledore. Dumbledore had made too many mistakes in the past. How could he have not know that Peter was the secret keeper and not Sirius? OR not have even put up a fight during his trial? Or not stopping the tournament when he clearly had the right to do so? Sirius wasn't really sure what to do.
"Sorry Harry, but you're going to have to decided what to do on your own!"
Harry sighed as he finished Sirius' letter, it hadn't really helped him, but he thought he knew what he needed to do.
Dear Healer,
This is Harry. I don't really know if I should trust you yet or not, and to be perfectly honest I'm still thinking it through whether or not I should even be writing you back, but I'm worried about what you told me. I need to know if you are for real, or if this is just some stupid attempt of Voldemort's to lure me out and kill me.
What can you do for me, to show me that you're for real? Because right now, you're right, I can't trust Dumbledore, and I can't trust you. There's only a select few people I can trust. I'll relocate Hermione, but I need you to show me a sign.
Harry
Peter Pettigrew wearily collapsed onto his bed in his chambers after a gruesome meeting with his 'master'. Voldemort had apparently decided that Peter was too weak to do anything he assigned to him, and therefore punished him. But Peter was made of a lot tougher stuff these days.
He looked up as an owl left a letter on his desk. Reading it, he smile and thought, Don't worry Harry, I'll protect you. This time I won't let you down!
He threw the letter in the fire, and then started a new letter.
Dear Rita Skeeter,
Don't worry Lily, James, I won't fail you this time!
Hope you liked it everyone!! I'll write again soon!
The Best witch of all
