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Ch. 3
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Hands shaking, Harry reached for the first envelope he'd come upon when he opened the box. Ever so carefully, Harry opened the envelope and took out the letter. It was from his mother.
"My Dearest Harry,
I am so very sorry that you ever had to receive this letter. I left you alone...so young! I wish so many good things for you, my darling boy. And, if you have love staring you in the face, don't hesitate. Even though your father and I quarreled constantly in school, we still both knew we loved eachother from the moment we met. This is what I want most in life for you, love, and happiness. You deserve it, sweetheart. I just really want you to know how much I love you, and I will always be there for you when you need me. I will love you forever, darling. Be happy, fall in love, and never forget what I told you. Tell anyone you think needs to hear it, a wise person once told it to me! Love always dear, farewell.
Love Always and Forever,
Your Mother"
Harry had tears flowing steadily down his handsome face. He had, for so long wanted to hear something from her, his mother, that she had meant for him to hear only, not just stories about her from random people she knew in her life. He sat there, staring at the paper, almost sad, like his mother was suddenly alot more real to him. Reading a letter she had written sixteen years ago, realizing she had touched the very parchment he held in his hands, this all made him so sad, that he never met the woman, never got to hear these words directly from her. Harry realized there was nothing he could really do about it and picked up the second letter. Harry suddenly realized why the writing looked like Sirius' handwriting, they were best friends, they were bound to pick up on eachother's writing a little.
"Dear Son, Harry, you need to know that I loved you and your mother more than anything in the world, and nothing could ever change that. I wish the best for you in life, and knowing the people who care for you now, you'll be surrounded by people that love you if something happens to leave you without your mother and I. You're strong, and intelligent, which you've already shown to us as a baby. I can only imagine the trouble you'll get into at Hogwarts, and I encourage you! Live life when your young, for responsibilities will flood you when you leave the school as an adult once and for all. Just remember, friends are the most important thing in your life besides family, and never take them for advantage. As far as girls go, I found your mother in Hogwarts, when I was young. I was lucky! But, strangely enough I can already see similarities in you that are so much like myself. I lost my parents at a very young age, and I see that looming unfortunatly in the near future of this time that I write this to you. You should know when you meet the one girl (or woman) you will love for the rest of your life. She will stand out to you, and make all other girls seem over rated. Don't blow it, Harry, I almost did with your mother when we were school kids. Be strong, and never let the good in you fade. Good bye, and I love you!
Love and Best Wishes,
Your Father"
Harry couldn't control his tears. He felt somewhat complete at reading the letters, Harry had needed to hear what his parents had wanted him to hear. He felt loved so very deeply that he was in quite a daze, laying on his bed until he looked over at his clock and saw it was 11:45pm. He had fifteen minutes to get his belonging's together and drink the potion. Just then a small owl named Pig rapped madly on his window, clearly overjoyed at finding the right window. Harry hurried to the window and opened it once more, allowing the bird to flutter in and drop a note on his nightstand. But, this time, instead of staying to steal Hedwigs food as he usually did, he disapeared noislessly into the dark air outside Harry's window and was gone.
Hands shaking, Harry reached for the first envelope he'd come upon when he opened the box. Ever so carefully, Harry opened the envelope and took out the letter. It was from his mother.
"My Dearest Harry,
I am so very sorry that you ever had to receive this letter. I left you alone...so young! I wish so many good things for you, my darling boy. And, if you have love staring you in the face, don't hesitate. Even though your father and I quarreled constantly in school, we still both knew we loved eachother from the moment we met. This is what I want most in life for you, love, and happiness. You deserve it, sweetheart. I just really want you to know how much I love you, and I will always be there for you when you need me. I will love you forever, darling. Be happy, fall in love, and never forget what I told you. Tell anyone you think needs to hear it, a wise person once told it to me! Love always dear, farewell.
Love Always and Forever,
Your Mother"
Harry had tears flowing steadily down his handsome face. He had, for so long wanted to hear something from her, his mother, that she had meant for him to hear only, not just stories about her from random people she knew in her life. He sat there, staring at the paper, almost sad, like his mother was suddenly alot more real to him. Reading a letter she had written sixteen years ago, realizing she had touched the very parchment he held in his hands, this all made him so sad, that he never met the woman, never got to hear these words directly from her. Harry realized there was nothing he could really do about it and picked up the second letter. Harry suddenly realized why the writing looked like Sirius' handwriting, they were best friends, they were bound to pick up on eachother's writing a little.
"Dear Son, Harry, you need to know that I loved you and your mother more than anything in the world, and nothing could ever change that. I wish the best for you in life, and knowing the people who care for you now, you'll be surrounded by people that love you if something happens to leave you without your mother and I. You're strong, and intelligent, which you've already shown to us as a baby. I can only imagine the trouble you'll get into at Hogwarts, and I encourage you! Live life when your young, for responsibilities will flood you when you leave the school as an adult once and for all. Just remember, friends are the most important thing in your life besides family, and never take them for advantage. As far as girls go, I found your mother in Hogwarts, when I was young. I was lucky! But, strangely enough I can already see similarities in you that are so much like myself. I lost my parents at a very young age, and I see that looming unfortunatly in the near future of this time that I write this to you. You should know when you meet the one girl (or woman) you will love for the rest of your life. She will stand out to you, and make all other girls seem over rated. Don't blow it, Harry, I almost did with your mother when we were school kids. Be strong, and never let the good in you fade. Good bye, and I love you!
Love and Best Wishes,
Your Father"
Harry couldn't control his tears. He felt somewhat complete at reading the letters, Harry had needed to hear what his parents had wanted him to hear. He felt loved so very deeply that he was in quite a daze, laying on his bed until he looked over at his clock and saw it was 11:45pm. He had fifteen minutes to get his belonging's together and drink the potion. Just then a small owl named Pig rapped madly on his window, clearly overjoyed at finding the right window. Harry hurried to the window and opened it once more, allowing the bird to flutter in and drop a note on his nightstand. But, this time, instead of staying to steal Hedwigs food as he usually did, he disapeared noislessly into the dark air outside Harry's window and was gone.
