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Summary: Harry realizes he has fallen in love with Ginny, but he doesn't know what to do about it. Instead of asking anyone directly, he asks Sirius how his parents fell in love. When Sirius gives him a scrapbook that contains the correspondence of his mother and father, it effects how he perceives the world around him.
Setting: Summer before fifth year and Harry has been staying at the Weasley's house for two weeks, after spending four with the Dursleys.
Letters From Lily
Chapter Two: Letters From Sirius
It took Harry rather longer than he expected to get a chance to open his package. After Quidditch, was lunch, and then he had to take a shower and next thing he knew, Ron challenged him to a game of chess that somehow went on a lot longer than usual. By the time he had the chance to excuse himself, most placed in the house were occupied, so he flew up to the roof with the parcel.
With trembling fingers, he carefully unwrapped the package.
***
Dear Harry,
I wasn't surprised that you asked about your parents, in fact, I was expecting you to. I was however surprised to see you ask about how your parents fell in love.
Any special reason why? A certain *someone*, perhaps? It isn't Hermione, is it? Because I think she and Ron fancy each other. Well, anyway, you know you can always come to me or Moony, right? We won't make fun of you.Much.
Anyway, enclosed are a series of letters, pictures, drawings, journal entries and the like that chronicle exactly how it all happened. I think that this will be the easiest way to answer all your questions, but if you have any more, I'd be happy to answer them.
A little background information: Lily was two years behind us in school. We had absolutely no idea who she was until her fourth year. Lily didn't have any friends; despite the fact that she was about the sweetest person any of us had ever met. She was quiet and shy and for some reason, her year-mates, especially those in her dorm room, hated her. They also prevented her friendship with everyone. One day, they decided to play a trick on her, which backfired, in that it led to our friendship with her. That's what started everything. That and a letter.
I must go now. Hope to see you soon, Harry. ~ Snuffles ***
While the first part of the letter made Harry blush, the second part astounded him. He had no idea his parents weren't the same age! And his poor mum, with no friends and cruel dorm-mates. He knew what that felt like.
Harry pulled the rest of the packaging off to reveal a leather-bound scrapbook, sort of like the one Hagrid had given him at the end of his first year. Except that this one had a lily and a stag embossed on the cover. It was beautiful. He ran his hand over the cover, felling the groves beneath his fingertips. Another note from Sirius was attached.
***
We all helped Lily and James put this together. We all contributed pictures, journal entries, and used our own unique talents to create what you see before you. It was supposed to be for you and they had put it in a Gringotts vault for safekeeping. They wanted to be able to tell you exactly what happened, just in case you ever wanted to know. The possibility of their death was extremely high and they wanted you to be able to know them. Not many people knew about it and I had forgotten until your letter. I'm sorry, Harry.
~ Sirius
***
Harry ran a hand over the cover again. A piece of his parents had been put in here. It was all he had of them besides his photo album.
Gingerly, Harry opened the book. There, on the first page, was a letter from his parents, addressed to him. As he began to read it, he thought he could hear them speak, but shook his head, thinking, 'I'm delusional.'
***
(A/N: Lily (James) Got it? {It's kinda obvious anyway.})
Dearest Harry,
It's hard to believe that the baby I'm watching suck on his sock may ever grow into a young man, but obviously, it has happened. I'm sure you've turned out just the way we want you to, even if we are no longer with you and despite the fact that you look exactly like your father, I still love you.
(Oh, come of it Lily, none of this cutesy wootsey mushy stuff, you'll make us all puke. But Harry, I still love you even if you *have* got your mum's eyes.)
And what is wrong with my eyes?
(They're green- ouch!)
Serves you right. Anyway, Harry; pay no attention to that big, overgrown git.
(My lady, thou hath woundeth me with thine own sharp tongue, dagger-like, it hath cuteth me to the quick!)
Thou art mine whetstone, oh foul block headed one.
(Thou stabeth me a second time! I am slain!)
Cealeth thy mouth and silenceth thy tongue, before I cuteth it out.
(Thy wish shall be granteth, oh gentle lady of mine heart)
Why James, that was very sweet.
(Really?)
No.
(That was mean Lily! *sniff* You've h-hurt m-my feelings! *sob*)
Oh, suck it up, James!
(I don't think I can! Perhaps I'll throw myself off a balcony! Goodbye, cruel world!)
Oh James, come off it! James- James where are you going?
(To toss myself off a balcony!)
James! James Henry Potter, get down from there right now!
(Aaaaaaaaaaaasssssss Yooooooooooouuuuuuuuu wwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiish!)
You are not allowed to watch daytime television ever again! James! Are you all right? James, answer me! James! Oh, I'll never forgive myself- *smooch* You tricked me, you bloody bast-Oh no, don't you give me that face! Not the puppy dog eyes- oh all right! I forgive you!
(Then will Mummy kiss Ickle Jamsie's ouchies and make them all better?)
No.
(Aw, come on, please?)
No, James, I said no! No means no! Oh, not the face again-fine! Where does it hurt?
(Right here.)
*Smooch* There. Now are you happy?
(You bet your cookies I am!)
Really, Jam, where on earth do you come up with these things?
(Honestly Lillers, where do you think? I make them up!)
Don't mind your father, Harry, he was dropped on his head as a child.
(I was not! I had an unfortunate accident with a beater's club. Honestly Lillers, you've known me how long and you still can't remember that?)
Well, we'd better wrap this up, Harry, or we won't have any room left in this book for anything else! No matter what happens, always remember that we love you very much.
(I love you very much, too, Harry. I have to go tickle your mother for not including me in that statement.)
I *did* include you, you git! What *we* did you think I meant?
(The royal we?)
*Smack* Goodbye for now, Harry.
(We love you.)
Love, Mum and (Dad)
PS: (Harry, if at all possible, marry a redhead. Don't tell Lily I said this, but they're the best sort. They may be nasty, but once they love you, it's forever!)
I heard that! It was very sweet.
(Really?)
Yes, really. C'mere you.
***
When Harry had finished reading, he hastily blinked back tears. Carefully closing the book, he hugged it to his chest, staring out at the sunset without really seeing it.
"Harry? Who are you talking to?"
***
A/N: So, how do you like it? Is anyone reading this? I wrote this while in London, but I was too lazy to type it till now. I've got most of the next chapter written too. It'll probably be up by Sunday.
I have a few questions: One: Does anyone know how you put things in italics and stuff like that? Two: I was wondering, I like time travel fics, fifth year fics, H/G fics, R/H fics, L/J fics (especially love/hate), MWPP fics.If you know of any good ones, or if you've written any, please tell me!
|Reviewer |Date |Chapter |Type | |Neni Potter |2002-11-09 |1 |Signed | |Hey! | | | | |Here's some more | | | | |story. I'm glad | | | | |you like it. | | | | |London was | | | | |awesome and I had| | | | |a great time! | | | | |Don't worry, I'm | | | | |nuts too. Well, | | | | |I hope you | | | | |continue to read | | | | |this! Ttfn! | | | | |~ Kranberries | | | | |DragonMaiden |2002-11-07 |1 |Signed | |Hi! | | | | | | | | | |GASP! You live in| | | | |Massachusetts? | | | | |Cool! I live | | | | |near the coast, | | | | |around Ipswich | | | | |and Beverly. Just| | | | |out of curiosity,| | | | |do people in | | | | |Western Mass say | | | | |things like | | | | |"wicked cool" and| | | | |"wicked hot" and | | | | |"wicked hard" | | | | |etc? Just | | | | |wondering, cause | | | | |we do. | | | | | | | | | |I'm glad you like| | | | |my story. Thanks| | | | |so much for | | | | |reviewing! | | | | | | | | | |I ended up | | | | |sending my friend| | | | |a postcard of | | | | |Prince William's | | | | |head and buying | | | | |her chocolate | | | | |covered espresso | | | | |beans, though I'm| | | | |not sure how | | | | |smart that was. | | | | |She ate them all | | | | |in one day and | | | | |I'm afraid I got | | | | |her hooked. Oh | | | | |well! | | | | | | | | | |(Responses to | | | | |your profile) | | | | | | | | | |You like Whose | | | | |Line? I love | | | | |Whose Line! I | | | | |saw a show in | | | | |London that | | | | |reminded me of | | | | |it. It was | | | | |called The | | | | |Complete Works of| | | | |Shakespeare | | | | |(Abridged). If | | | | |you ever go to | | | | |London, you | | | | |should see it. | | | | | | | | | |I'm obsessed with| | | | |Sirius Black, | | | | |too. I'm glad | | | | |I'm not alone. | | | |
Summary: Harry realizes he has fallen in love with Ginny, but he doesn't know what to do about it. Instead of asking anyone directly, he asks Sirius how his parents fell in love. When Sirius gives him a scrapbook that contains the correspondence of his mother and father, it effects how he perceives the world around him.
Setting: Summer before fifth year and Harry has been staying at the Weasley's house for two weeks, after spending four with the Dursleys.
Letters From Lily
Chapter Two: Letters From Sirius
It took Harry rather longer than he expected to get a chance to open his package. After Quidditch, was lunch, and then he had to take a shower and next thing he knew, Ron challenged him to a game of chess that somehow went on a lot longer than usual. By the time he had the chance to excuse himself, most placed in the house were occupied, so he flew up to the roof with the parcel.
With trembling fingers, he carefully unwrapped the package.
***
Dear Harry,
I wasn't surprised that you asked about your parents, in fact, I was expecting you to. I was however surprised to see you ask about how your parents fell in love.
Any special reason why? A certain *someone*, perhaps? It isn't Hermione, is it? Because I think she and Ron fancy each other. Well, anyway, you know you can always come to me or Moony, right? We won't make fun of you.Much.
Anyway, enclosed are a series of letters, pictures, drawings, journal entries and the like that chronicle exactly how it all happened. I think that this will be the easiest way to answer all your questions, but if you have any more, I'd be happy to answer them.
A little background information: Lily was two years behind us in school. We had absolutely no idea who she was until her fourth year. Lily didn't have any friends; despite the fact that she was about the sweetest person any of us had ever met. She was quiet and shy and for some reason, her year-mates, especially those in her dorm room, hated her. They also prevented her friendship with everyone. One day, they decided to play a trick on her, which backfired, in that it led to our friendship with her. That's what started everything. That and a letter.
I must go now. Hope to see you soon, Harry. ~ Snuffles ***
While the first part of the letter made Harry blush, the second part astounded him. He had no idea his parents weren't the same age! And his poor mum, with no friends and cruel dorm-mates. He knew what that felt like.
Harry pulled the rest of the packaging off to reveal a leather-bound scrapbook, sort of like the one Hagrid had given him at the end of his first year. Except that this one had a lily and a stag embossed on the cover. It was beautiful. He ran his hand over the cover, felling the groves beneath his fingertips. Another note from Sirius was attached.
***
We all helped Lily and James put this together. We all contributed pictures, journal entries, and used our own unique talents to create what you see before you. It was supposed to be for you and they had put it in a Gringotts vault for safekeeping. They wanted to be able to tell you exactly what happened, just in case you ever wanted to know. The possibility of their death was extremely high and they wanted you to be able to know them. Not many people knew about it and I had forgotten until your letter. I'm sorry, Harry.
~ Sirius
***
Harry ran a hand over the cover again. A piece of his parents had been put in here. It was all he had of them besides his photo album.
Gingerly, Harry opened the book. There, on the first page, was a letter from his parents, addressed to him. As he began to read it, he thought he could hear them speak, but shook his head, thinking, 'I'm delusional.'
***
(A/N: Lily (James) Got it? {It's kinda obvious anyway.})
Dearest Harry,
It's hard to believe that the baby I'm watching suck on his sock may ever grow into a young man, but obviously, it has happened. I'm sure you've turned out just the way we want you to, even if we are no longer with you and despite the fact that you look exactly like your father, I still love you.
(Oh, come of it Lily, none of this cutesy wootsey mushy stuff, you'll make us all puke. But Harry, I still love you even if you *have* got your mum's eyes.)
And what is wrong with my eyes?
(They're green- ouch!)
Serves you right. Anyway, Harry; pay no attention to that big, overgrown git.
(My lady, thou hath woundeth me with thine own sharp tongue, dagger-like, it hath cuteth me to the quick!)
Thou art mine whetstone, oh foul block headed one.
(Thou stabeth me a second time! I am slain!)
Cealeth thy mouth and silenceth thy tongue, before I cuteth it out.
(Thy wish shall be granteth, oh gentle lady of mine heart)
Why James, that was very sweet.
(Really?)
No.
(That was mean Lily! *sniff* You've h-hurt m-my feelings! *sob*)
Oh, suck it up, James!
(I don't think I can! Perhaps I'll throw myself off a balcony! Goodbye, cruel world!)
Oh James, come off it! James- James where are you going?
(To toss myself off a balcony!)
James! James Henry Potter, get down from there right now!
(Aaaaaaaaaaaasssssss Yooooooooooouuuuuuuuu wwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiish!)
You are not allowed to watch daytime television ever again! James! Are you all right? James, answer me! James! Oh, I'll never forgive myself- *smooch* You tricked me, you bloody bast-Oh no, don't you give me that face! Not the puppy dog eyes- oh all right! I forgive you!
(Then will Mummy kiss Ickle Jamsie's ouchies and make them all better?)
No.
(Aw, come on, please?)
No, James, I said no! No means no! Oh, not the face again-fine! Where does it hurt?
(Right here.)
*Smooch* There. Now are you happy?
(You bet your cookies I am!)
Really, Jam, where on earth do you come up with these things?
(Honestly Lillers, where do you think? I make them up!)
Don't mind your father, Harry, he was dropped on his head as a child.
(I was not! I had an unfortunate accident with a beater's club. Honestly Lillers, you've known me how long and you still can't remember that?)
Well, we'd better wrap this up, Harry, or we won't have any room left in this book for anything else! No matter what happens, always remember that we love you very much.
(I love you very much, too, Harry. I have to go tickle your mother for not including me in that statement.)
I *did* include you, you git! What *we* did you think I meant?
(The royal we?)
*Smack* Goodbye for now, Harry.
(We love you.)
Love, Mum and (Dad)
PS: (Harry, if at all possible, marry a redhead. Don't tell Lily I said this, but they're the best sort. They may be nasty, but once they love you, it's forever!)
I heard that! It was very sweet.
(Really?)
Yes, really. C'mere you.
***
When Harry had finished reading, he hastily blinked back tears. Carefully closing the book, he hugged it to his chest, staring out at the sunset without really seeing it.
"Harry? Who are you talking to?"
***
A/N: So, how do you like it? Is anyone reading this? I wrote this while in London, but I was too lazy to type it till now. I've got most of the next chapter written too. It'll probably be up by Sunday.
I have a few questions: One: Does anyone know how you put things in italics and stuff like that? Two: I was wondering, I like time travel fics, fifth year fics, H/G fics, R/H fics, L/J fics (especially love/hate), MWPP fics.If you know of any good ones, or if you've written any, please tell me!
|Reviewer |Date |Chapter |Type | |Neni Potter |2002-11-09 |1 |Signed | |Hey! | | | | |Here's some more | | | | |story. I'm glad | | | | |you like it. | | | | |London was | | | | |awesome and I had| | | | |a great time! | | | | |Don't worry, I'm | | | | |nuts too. Well, | | | | |I hope you | | | | |continue to read | | | | |this! Ttfn! | | | | |~ Kranberries | | | | |DragonMaiden |2002-11-07 |1 |Signed | |Hi! | | | | | | | | | |GASP! You live in| | | | |Massachusetts? | | | | |Cool! I live | | | | |near the coast, | | | | |around Ipswich | | | | |and Beverly. Just| | | | |out of curiosity,| | | | |do people in | | | | |Western Mass say | | | | |things like | | | | |"wicked cool" and| | | | |"wicked hot" and | | | | |"wicked hard" | | | | |etc? Just | | | | |wondering, cause | | | | |we do. | | | | | | | | | |I'm glad you like| | | | |my story. Thanks| | | | |so much for | | | | |reviewing! | | | | | | | | | |I ended up | | | | |sending my friend| | | | |a postcard of | | | | |Prince William's | | | | |head and buying | | | | |her chocolate | | | | |covered espresso | | | | |beans, though I'm| | | | |not sure how | | | | |smart that was. | | | | |She ate them all | | | | |in one day and | | | | |I'm afraid I got | | | | |her hooked. Oh | | | | |well! | | | | | | | | | |(Responses to | | | | |your profile) | | | | | | | | | |You like Whose | | | | |Line? I love | | | | |Whose Line! I | | | | |saw a show in | | | | |London that | | | | |reminded me of | | | | |it. It was | | | | |called The | | | | |Complete Works of| | | | |Shakespeare | | | | |(Abridged). If | | | | |you ever go to | | | | |London, you | | | | |should see it. | | | | | | | | | |I'm obsessed with| | | | |Sirius Black, | | | | |too. I'm glad | | | | |I'm not alone. | | | |