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Chapter 3- The Letter
Once
they had gotten done playing a few games of chess (Ron won all of
them), they decided to take a look around the house. When they got to
the 3rd floor, they looked inside of all the rooms. When they reached
one of them at the end of the hall, they entered and immediately
noticed that they were in the master bedroom. It was so big, it
almost looked like the gryffindor dormitories. There was a king sized
four poster bed, a desk that was littered with parchment and quills,
and a wardrobe. There were also pictures all over the wall, pictures
of the marauder's... Then Hermione voiced exactly what Harry was
thinking. "Harry," said Hermione, in a small voice.
"I think this is Sirius' room. Then they moved closer to the
desk and noticed a yellowing parchment laying there. Harry slowly
picked it up and saw that it was addressed to him, from
Sirius.
Harry
James Potter Dear Harry, I
knew that this day might come. Working in the order also means taking
your life in your hands and risking it everyday. You will be reading
this letter if I am gone. (and I hope a decent honoring way.) Harry,
your mother and father were wonderful people. They were always kind.
No matter what they did in school or before they were married. Don't
ever forget that they loved each other, but most importantly, they
loved you. This love for you has protected you and kept you safe.
Don't let Voldemort and his followers take you down to their level.
I know what you are feeling, you have lost a lot of people in your
life. Don't mourn for the dead, but cling to your friends that are
living. Voldemort wants you to give up and mourn. DO NOT fall into
his plan. Many people in the order risk their lives and family to
stop him. And most lose this battle to self pity. Keep your head
high, and learn as much as you can. Don't get into to much trouble.
Now is a very dangerous time to be roaming around at night. Use your
possessions wisely. You are wondering if you will see me
again. I don't know, but someday it may happen. I have enclosed a
copy of my will, leaving a place for my somewhat useless possessions.
Please be sure it is read to the order and yourself. Harry, I was
honored to be your godfather, and I am so very proud of your
accomplishments. Don't give up on your dreams, and please know that
you were like the son I never had. I love you. Sincerely,
Sirius Black
Number 12 Grimmauld Place
Snuffles
Padfoot
After Harry had finished reading the letter, his hands were shaking so badly, that he dropped the letter, slumped against the wall, and started crying.
"
Hermione, it was all my fault he died. If I had just used the mirror
he gave me, and listened to you, and practiced Occlumency, he
wouldn't have gone to the DOM and tried to save me, and he would
still be here..." sobbed Harry. "Harry," said
Ron, sitting by him. "It's not your fault. You were only doing
what you thought was right." finished Ron, giving Harry a
brotherly hug. As Ron said this, Harry was thinking about
telling them about the prophecy, but he wasent ready yet, and he
didn't want them to be even more worried then they were already.
"Oh Harry..."
said Hermione, sitting down by him, and embracing him in a hug. Harry
started crying harder, not caring that Ron was there watching. "Just
let it out, Harry." said Hermione, rubbing his back.
After
a couple of minutes, they heard the doorbell ring. When they ran down
to get it, Hermione opened it and in came Fred and George Weasley.
"Harry, how are ya mate!" said Fred, running over
and shaking his hand aggressively. Harry was about to answer, but
then George ran over. "How splendid it is to see ya!"
said, George, pushing Fred away and shaking Harry's hand. "Hey
guys," said Harry, laughing," I'm fine," he said as
they all went to the kitchen to have lunch. As Hermione
started making lunch, Fred and George started telling them the
progress they were making at their joke shop. "Oh yeah,
Mum told us to tell you that there is a order meeting at Hogwarts and
she wont be here until 6:00," said Fred, as Hermione put
sandwiches on the table. "So...I'm guessing you two
aren't allowed in the Order yet?" asked Harry, grabbing a
sandwich. "Well, Dumbledore said we could, but Mum thinks
we aren't responsible and mature enough to be in it, just because
we left school a month early," said George, taking a bite out of
his sandwich. "And speaking of the Order, we were listening in
on a meeting 2 days before you came Harry, and they said that
you-know-who, so far, is lying low, thank god!!"
