Disclaimer- J.K Rowling is the smartest woman alive. She would probably be appalled if she read this melodramatic crap. I hope that this doesn't put ideas in any of your heads about what might happen in future HP books because I KNOW NOTHING!!! I don't own any of the characters either... This whole thing is therapy (because I was upset over the character she killed off) I'm just posting it because people told me to…
Dear Harry, Happy 16th birthday! You make me so proud to be your godfather. As you are coming of age, you get to make decisions. The summer after my sixteenth birthday, I chose to live with your father and his parents. Before this, it was not safe to offer a place to stay as you still needed protection from the Dursleys. Now however, after all you have accomplished, I am giving you a choice. I am offering you a place in my home and if you consent, I would also like to adopt you as my son. You will never have to see the Dursleys EVER AGAIN. I hope you consider my offer. You mean the world to me. I know it's not the same as getting your parents back, but it is the best I could do.
Love,
Sirius
Harry unwrapped the present. It is a gold watch with both Sirius and James staring back at him. There was also a note attached. It said
"Take good care of it... it was James' and it is time that it was returned to you... the rightful owner."
A tear ran down Harry's eye. He wished more than anything that Sirius would be back. He offered Harry the one thing that he wanted more than anything since he was eleven years old....to get away from the Dursleys and live in the magical world where he belonged. When he discovered Sirius in his third year, he went back to the Dursleys with a new hope. It gave him strength to know that there was someone out there who cared about him like a father. Now he was gone forever. He would rather be in Privet drive with a godfather than at a newly and brightly redecorated Grimmauld place complete with his own basement Quiddich court without Sirius. He held the watch in his hand and looked at the picture within. His heart began to ache.
"I wish you were back here with me" Harry whispered "I wasn't ready to lose you...Either of you"
Both Sirius and his father looked back at Harry with pride.
"Be strong son" James said back to him. "We're always watching you and we are proud of what we see"
"He is strong James" Sirius said to James "He's just like his father"
Harry held the picture to his heart. His whole body started to tremble. A tear rolled down his eye. He heard the door open and Hermione walked in. "Hi Harry, I'm done with my homework, Are you going to sta--" She cut her sentence off realizing what Harry must have been doing. "Oh..." she said, "May I see it?" Harry showed her the watch. She bit her lip as she looked at it and looked at her best friend who was trembling from head to foot. "It's a really nice watch Harry." she told him obviously not knowing what to say. She paused for a while. "Do you... want to talk?" Harry was trembling more than ever. His eyes were burning with tears. He looked at Hermione, being as loyal as she has always been. Harry felt like he could trust her but there was too much pain in his heart and he felt like if he told anyone, he would die of the shock. All Harry could do was look her in the eye. "I'm not ready. It's too painful"
A tear rolled down Hermione's face. "It's ok. When you're ready to talk, I'll be there for you"
Harry looked into her eyes and saw all the devotion in the world. He smiled and they pulled each other into a soft embrace. Harry held Hermione for what seemed to be eternity. He closed his eyes as he held his best friend close. It was a great comfort to know that his friend cared about him this much. They broke apart and she gently squeezed his hand "Good night Hermione" he said following he to the bed across the room. "Thanks"
As she got into bed he gave her a kiss on the forehead. She smiled back at him. "Night Harry"
He went to bed falling asleep right away, the watch clutched in his hand and Hermione's beautiful, caring face clear in his mind.
Dear Harry, Happy 16th birthday! You make me so proud to be your godfather. As you are coming of age, you get to make decisions. The summer after my sixteenth birthday, I chose to live with your father and his parents. Before this, it was not safe to offer a place to stay as you still needed protection from the Dursleys. Now however, after all you have accomplished, I am giving you a choice. I am offering you a place in my home and if you consent, I would also like to adopt you as my son. You will never have to see the Dursleys EVER AGAIN. I hope you consider my offer. You mean the world to me. I know it's not the same as getting your parents back, but it is the best I could do.
Love,
Sirius
Harry unwrapped the present. It is a gold watch with both Sirius and James staring back at him. There was also a note attached. It said
"Take good care of it... it was James' and it is time that it was returned to you... the rightful owner."
A tear ran down Harry's eye. He wished more than anything that Sirius would be back. He offered Harry the one thing that he wanted more than anything since he was eleven years old....to get away from the Dursleys and live in the magical world where he belonged. When he discovered Sirius in his third year, he went back to the Dursleys with a new hope. It gave him strength to know that there was someone out there who cared about him like a father. Now he was gone forever. He would rather be in Privet drive with a godfather than at a newly and brightly redecorated Grimmauld place complete with his own basement Quiddich court without Sirius. He held the watch in his hand and looked at the picture within. His heart began to ache.
"I wish you were back here with me" Harry whispered "I wasn't ready to lose you...Either of you"
Both Sirius and his father looked back at Harry with pride.
"Be strong son" James said back to him. "We're always watching you and we are proud of what we see"
"He is strong James" Sirius said to James "He's just like his father"
Harry held the picture to his heart. His whole body started to tremble. A tear rolled down his eye. He heard the door open and Hermione walked in. "Hi Harry, I'm done with my homework, Are you going to sta--" She cut her sentence off realizing what Harry must have been doing. "Oh..." she said, "May I see it?" Harry showed her the watch. She bit her lip as she looked at it and looked at her best friend who was trembling from head to foot. "It's a really nice watch Harry." she told him obviously not knowing what to say. She paused for a while. "Do you... want to talk?" Harry was trembling more than ever. His eyes were burning with tears. He looked at Hermione, being as loyal as she has always been. Harry felt like he could trust her but there was too much pain in his heart and he felt like if he told anyone, he would die of the shock. All Harry could do was look her in the eye. "I'm not ready. It's too painful"
A tear rolled down Hermione's face. "It's ok. When you're ready to talk, I'll be there for you"
Harry looked into her eyes and saw all the devotion in the world. He smiled and they pulled each other into a soft embrace. Harry held Hermione for what seemed to be eternity. He closed his eyes as he held his best friend close. It was a great comfort to know that his friend cared about him this much. They broke apart and she gently squeezed his hand "Good night Hermione" he said following he to the bed across the room. "Thanks"
As she got into bed he gave her a kiss on the forehead. She smiled back at him. "Night Harry"
He went to bed falling asleep right away, the watch clutched in his hand and Hermione's beautiful, caring face clear in his mind.