Disclaimer: These people don't belong to me...wish they did, but I can't write as well with them as Joanne K. Rowling does.
Harry recieved Remus's letter just after he had left school.
Dear Harry,
I know Sirius was as close to a father as you had. I know he was all you had left from James. You just have to remember one thing. Sirius died for you. I know that you are wishing he had never come to the Department of Mysteries, but when he heard, I couldn't stop him. No one in the Order could keep him back.
I know I'm the last living Marauder left, aside from Peter. But he's in the service of Voldemort, and I don't expect his return. I'd just like to say that anything you need to ask about your father, Sirius, or anything else is alright.
I don't believe I've ever told you my patronus's form. I think it's only fitting to tell you in this letter that it was Padfoot. Remember that he's always with you, as is Prongs.
Keep in touch Harry. Don't do magic, and stay out of trouble. I'm sure we'll see eachother soon.
--Remus
Harry had read it twice. It was a hard thing to do. Sirius's death was the hardest thing he'd ever witnessed, and if a dementor came to town like last year, he was sure he would relive it. He would hear Lupin saying, "There's nothing you can do, Harry" and then his own panicked voice saying, "Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!" Lupin had replied, "It's too late, Harry--" and Harry and struggled as hard as he could, trying to reach the veil, trying to get Sirius back shouting, "We can still reach him--" "There's nothing you can do, Harry...nothing...He's gone."
Harry didn't need dementors, he thought. The memories would relive themselves without the help of the things he feared most.
Harry had been recieving a letter a day. None of them were informing, but at least Ron, Hermione, and even Tonks were trying to make his stay at the Dursley's less torturous. It seemed that they didn't want him to start yelling like he had done last year when they had kept him in the dark.
But Remus's letter had surprised him. Although he had told Harry to keep in touch at Platform 9 3/4 in June, he didn't exactly expect a letter. But, perhaps, he had sent it because he had just lost his last life-time friend.
Harry missed Sirius. He wanted his godfather to just come back. To walk into Harry's room, with a laugh like a bark, shaking his head, and punching Harry lightly on the arm.
Sirius had known Remus since they were 11, Harry thought. What if Harry had grown up with Harry and Hermione and then lost Hermione to Voldemort...while Ron went to Azkaban? And then Ron escaped, but he died two years later for the same cause as Hermione...
Harry shook his head. He didn't want to think about that. But, on the other hand, that was how Lupin had to be feeling. Everyone he'd ever cared about had died. Anyone that Harry had that was related to his father had died as well, except for Remus.
Harry sat in his desk, took out his eagle feather quill, and began to write a long letter back.
A/N: Sorry this is short. I don't usually do second chapters, but this isn't exactly a sequel, more like an extension. A friend of mine wanted me to write more.
Love to Remus!!!
Harry recieved Remus's letter just after he had left school.
Dear Harry,
I know Sirius was as close to a father as you had. I know he was all you had left from James. You just have to remember one thing. Sirius died for you. I know that you are wishing he had never come to the Department of Mysteries, but when he heard, I couldn't stop him. No one in the Order could keep him back.
I know I'm the last living Marauder left, aside from Peter. But he's in the service of Voldemort, and I don't expect his return. I'd just like to say that anything you need to ask about your father, Sirius, or anything else is alright.
I don't believe I've ever told you my patronus's form. I think it's only fitting to tell you in this letter that it was Padfoot. Remember that he's always with you, as is Prongs.
Keep in touch Harry. Don't do magic, and stay out of trouble. I'm sure we'll see eachother soon.
--Remus
Harry had read it twice. It was a hard thing to do. Sirius's death was the hardest thing he'd ever witnessed, and if a dementor came to town like last year, he was sure he would relive it. He would hear Lupin saying, "There's nothing you can do, Harry" and then his own panicked voice saying, "Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!" Lupin had replied, "It's too late, Harry--" and Harry and struggled as hard as he could, trying to reach the veil, trying to get Sirius back shouting, "We can still reach him--" "There's nothing you can do, Harry...nothing...He's gone."
Harry didn't need dementors, he thought. The memories would relive themselves without the help of the things he feared most.
Harry had been recieving a letter a day. None of them were informing, but at least Ron, Hermione, and even Tonks were trying to make his stay at the Dursley's less torturous. It seemed that they didn't want him to start yelling like he had done last year when they had kept him in the dark.
But Remus's letter had surprised him. Although he had told Harry to keep in touch at Platform 9 3/4 in June, he didn't exactly expect a letter. But, perhaps, he had sent it because he had just lost his last life-time friend.
Harry missed Sirius. He wanted his godfather to just come back. To walk into Harry's room, with a laugh like a bark, shaking his head, and punching Harry lightly on the arm.
Sirius had known Remus since they were 11, Harry thought. What if Harry had grown up with Harry and Hermione and then lost Hermione to Voldemort...while Ron went to Azkaban? And then Ron escaped, but he died two years later for the same cause as Hermione...
Harry shook his head. He didn't want to think about that. But, on the other hand, that was how Lupin had to be feeling. Everyone he'd ever cared about had died. Anyone that Harry had that was related to his father had died as well, except for Remus.
Harry sat in his desk, took out his eagle feather quill, and began to write a long letter back.
A/N: Sorry this is short. I don't usually do second chapters, but this isn't exactly a sequel, more like an extension. A friend of mine wanted me to write more.
Love to Remus!!!