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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
Number 12 Grimmauld Place

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
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.


"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.

" 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.

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!!"