Author's Note: Ugh, I didn't again. I'm sorry.

[James Potter]

Friday, March 27, 1981

Hello Harry. I've missed writing to you. Is that odd? It's just that I enjoy talking to someone who isn't directly involved in what's been happening. It's also a weird, but cool, way to interact with you. Right now you're just a drooling little kid, but you're not anymore when you're reading this. It's very strange to wrap my head around. I'm writing a letter to the future. Hell, we're writing a whole bloody book to the future.

Anyway, it's my birthday today. I mean, obviously you know what my birthday is by now, but I thought I'd mention it, in case you didn't read up top what the date is.

Lily baked me a massive tart- treacle, which is the best kind of tart there is. It was delicious, though Lily wouldn't let me eat the whole thing. It's my birthday; I could eat a whole tart if I wanted! I suppose she did bake it, though.

But don't let your mother's ways fool you, Harry. She says she doesn't want me getting pudgy. But that's just silly- I am a prime example of male fitness. I don't get 'pudgy'. More likely she'll sneak into the kitchen tonight to eat all my tart!

Treacle is Lily's favorite kind, but that's not too surprising- it's the correct choice, after all. Though she does say she likes the fruit ones just as much, but I'm fairly certain that's a lie. Anyone who says that treacle isn't the best is likely lying.

Little Bill Weasley was here last week, as you know. Lily asked him to write in your Wizarding Book, but we had to be pretty creative on telling him why he was writing to a future you. Kids aren't supposed to know, you know. Sometimes it's inevitable, especially when their friends reach seventeen before they do.

I can't wait for you to get older, Harry. Not that I don't love you as a little baby, but seeing Bill made me think about how cool it will be to teach you about Quidditch, tell you about Hogwarts, and watch you learn magic. Bill's going to Hogwarts next year, he's Arthur's eldest.

In fact, he's not the only one who's growing up quickly. It wasn't too long since Andy was here with her daughter, Dora. Dora is only a couple of years younger than Bill. I think she's actually closer to Charlie, Arthur's second boy. But before you know it, both of them will be heading off to Hogwarts as well.

It's crazy. It wasn't too long ago that Lily and I were in Hogwarts, you know. Only what, three years? And yet it feels like forever. So much has changed since then. We've changed so much since then.

And when you're reading this, you'll be in Hogwarts. In fact, you'll only have a year left of it, if I'm counting right. That's odd to say. It's still very difficult to imagine you as anything but the little baby in the crib next to me.

Oh look at that. You just pooped your nappy. Real charmer you are, Harry. Good thing I have this handy Wizarding Book to write down all your embarrassing moments, right?

I need to go now, Harry. SOMEBODY'S dirty nappy is stinking up the room.

Wouldn't happen to know anything about that, now would you, Harry?

Love you,

Dad.

Author's Note: Alright, I've got a bit of a lull before I've got specific chapters planned, so I'm looking for suggestions again!