New little vignette guys. This one's pretty short. I'm working on two more (at least) for this, one about just how Herm and Remus get together, and another one about Remus and James.
Again, everything belongs to JKR, except James, and she's even got dibs on his name. This story is kind of in an open letter format, I hope you like it.
It's done Harry, you have a son. I've just come from the hospital to tell you. His name is James Ronald Ian Potter. Your parents should like that. Tell Lily and James, and Sirius too, in spirit, that they have a grandson. He's beautiful. He has hair like yours, and brown eyes. I was there, and Hermione was wonderful. You'd be proud of how well she's done the last few months. I was really worried at first, but she's doing okay, stronger than I ever realized she could be.
We did a Shooting Star enchantment on the nursery ceiling. You won't remember this, but your parents and Sirius will remember (and probably be amused) at how much trouble that we had doing that charm on your room. Tell them that the second time is the charm. Your wife and I did it without much trouble.
The last few months have been quite an adventure. I learned more about different food combinations than I ever hoped, and I can now tell a kiwi flavored Bertie Bott's Bean at a hundred yards. I wall-papered the nursery, with Hermione's supervision, about a month ago. You'd think someone would have made a spell for that by now.
Hermione is going to be a good mum. She's learnt from the best. Molly Weasley has been giving her advice for four months now. Just watching her with the baby today was enough to know that it's paid off. She was hurting, and sad and angry that you couldn't be there with her, but she was still wonderful with James. Your son is in good hands.
Don't worry, he'll know about his dad, and his grandparents, and his uncles Padfoot and Ron. Although just how much Hermione censors about the Marauders will be up to her. I promise though, he'll know about Mssrs. Moony, Padfoot and Prongs. One day, I may even give him the map, which has been in my keeping for the past months.
He'll have a father Harry. I know you want to be here for your son, but in your absence, I'll do the best I can. I know I'm just a bachelor and a werewolf, but watching Padfoot and Prongs care for you, I've seen the best in action. No matter what happens, I'll take care of your family Harry. I promise.
Remus stood up from his kneeling position in front of Harry's grave. He took one of the flowers he'd set on the ground next to him, and placed it on the stone. Then he took the other four flowers in the bunch, and laid one each on the gravestones of Lily, James, Sirius, and Ron. Finally, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the chocolate cigar he'd purchased at the hospital gift shop. The wrapper was bewitched to flash 'It's a boy,' in various colors. He laid it on Harry's grave. "You've got a son Harry. You've got a son."