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Rather than months and months worth of dry writing, I've condensed it into letters, and will mention other relevant events later. On a preview, I noticed it wasn't as easy to understand with the fanfic net spacing a as the ones I use when I write, so I've added in some line breaks to hopefully make it more coherent.

From: Mr Harry James Potter

To: Kingsley Shacklebolt, Acting Minister.

Kingsley,

I'm leaving Britain. I've been through so much in the last seven years, not least of which being expected by the fickle public to fight a man more than double my age, often called the Darkest Wizard of all time, and win, with very little if any support. Despite all my supposed fame, the prophecy no one saw fit to tell me about and my young age, only a handful of people never doubted and fully supported me, and of those, only two are still living.

As much as I believe you will be a far better Minister than your predecessors, I will not stay in a country that will stand by and force children to fight their war. I have enclosed written statements to be read at the trials of Draco and Narcissa Malfoy, and I fully expect them to have trials where they appear in person fully healthy and sane. I also want the body of Peter Pettigrew found, and Sirius' name cleared. I am asking for fair play and justice, not preferential treatment, I hope you deliver.

Harry

To: All Wizarding media outlets.

My name is Harry Potter. After fighting Tom Riddle, who called himself Lord Voldemort, since I was eleven, I finally defeated him. I write this letter to tell the Wizarding public of Great Britain I am leaving. In the next few weeks, my full story shall be published, available to everyone, even the muggles, and you will understand why I am leaving. Before you scream in outrage, the muggles will think the book fiction, a bedtime story.

If you cause yourselves another mess like these last two wars, I will not be here to save you, but I will be watching. Do not make a child fight your battles for you again. If you do, I will remove the child and leave you to your fate.

To: All publishing houses in Great Britain.

To whom it may concern,

Enclosed with this letter, is a copy of my life story. All of it, nothing left out, nothing censored. I would like it to be printed, unchanged, in a manner you see fit, with at least 25% of the profits, that I will consider my 'cut', going to children's charities.

If you decide not to publish this, I will of course understand, and I thank you for taking the time to read this letter.

Yours faithfully,

Harry James Potter

To: Mrs Andromeda Tonks, Mrs N Lupin and Mr Teddy Lupin

I am so, so sorry for your losses. I know this probably isn't the best time, or way to say this, but there you go. I have recently found out that I am the Head of the Black family after Sirius' death, and that the title has some perks. I know it will never replace the husbands and fathers you have lost, but you are now all members of the Black family, and have access to the Black vaults and libraries. I hope you can put it to better use than the previous owners would have. I've enclosed a letter and gift for Teddy, when he's old enough to read.

As you will soon see plastered all over the news, I'm leaving Britain. I still have affairs to settle, so if I am welcome I shall still come to the funerals, although not as myself. There will be times, especially just after I leave, that owls will not be able to find me. If you need me, call one of my house-elves, they will be able to find me at all times.

Yours,

Harry Potter

To: Mr Teddy Lupin (with charms against damage and liquids)

Teddy,

I have enclosed a box, in which is some parchment. With your mother, hold her wand to it and state your names, there will be a surprise, but remember it is only limited, and only use it with your mother until you reach eleven and have your own wand. I only knew him a few short years, but your father was a very important man to me, and taught me many things that saved my life. If you ever need to speak with me, call out 'Kreacher' or 'Winky' and a friend will appear, they can get to me even when owls can't. I may not be around often, but I will always have time for you, Teddy.

Harry

To: The Weasley Family (with charms against liquids, especially tears, and damage)

Thank you. Thank you all for welcoming me and giving me a family. This is probably one of the hardest things I will ever write. I'm leaving. I've appreciated everything you've ever done for me, but I can't stay in Britain anymore. I need to get away. I don't know where I'm going yet, or exactly when I'm going, but it will be soon, and for a few years at least. I've spent so long being the Boy-Who-Lived, running and fighting for my life, that I need to leave and have a chance to just live and be Harry, the little boy I last saw just turning eleven in the cupboard under the stairs.

I'll keep in touch and let you know I'm safe, I know how you worry Mrs Weasley, but this is something I really need to do.

Love,

Harry

To: Miss Ginevra Weasley (charmed against tearing, burning, and other destruction)

Ginny,

I know this really should be said in person, but after seeing your Bat Bogey Hex, I know I'm safer this way.

We will never be able to get back together. In all the lies he spouted, Riddle was right about one thing. I did die in that forest, Gin. The boy you kissed, the boy who loved you, died in that forest, it was only because of the prophecy I was allowed to come back. I'm sorry. If you can never forgive me, I'll understand, but you'll always have a friend with me.

Harry

To: Mr Ronald Weasley

Ron,

I'm leaving, mate. I can't stay here. I love your family, and will always be grateful for everything you've all done for me, but I've got to go, and I've got to go on my own.

I know you'll probably be furious with me for only sending your sister a letter, but honestly mate, would you risk her Bat Bogey Hex? Really? Even Charlie avoids that, and he works with Dragons.

Thank you for all you did to help me, I hope you have a good life, and the Cannons do well at the next World Cup!

Harry

To: Miss Luna Lovegood

Luna,

I may have only known you a few short years, but you have been a truly brilliant friend, and I wish I had known you sooner. You always gave me excellent advice, even if I didn't understand it at the time.

I'm going away, and I don't think I'll be coming back. If you ever need me, I'm sure you already know how to reach me, you always were a step ahead. If I see any unusual creatures I don't know on my travels, I'll be sure to send you a photograph, just in case.

I hope you and your father have a good life, and find everything you're looking for.

Harry

To: Mr Neville Longbottom

Nev,

And to think, you thought the Sorting Hat put you in the wrong house! Dumbledore once told me it takes a true Gryffindor to pull his sword out of the hat, so mental as it seems at times, that old raggedy hat knows what it's doing.

You're a good man, Nev, and despite what others say you've always stood up for what you believe in, even way back in first year when you tried to stop us going out after curfew.

I'm leaving, so people might start hounding you as a war hero, so heads up mate. Keep standing up and you'll do brilliantly.

Harry

To: Mr Vernon Dursley (sent via Kreacher, who was to remain invisible and post it through the letterbox)

We got him. You should be safe to go home now. I have my own place, and I'm leaving the country for a while, so I won't be there if you decide to go back. I sent this with a friend who knows how to not be noticed, so the neighbours won't see anything odd.

Thank you for raising me, and being one of the few things constant in my life these last years. The world may have felt like it was turned upside-down and inside-out, but you could always be counted on to not like my sort.

I hope life treats the three of you well, and I shall do my best to never darken your door again.

From: Miss Hermione Granger

To: Mr Ronald Weasley

Ron,

I'm sorry you read more into the kiss we shared during the last battle, but for me it was simply a kiss between friends during a time of heightened emotion and adrenaline.

Now the war is over, I'm selling up all of my parent's things and moving to Australia myself. They have good schools there, I can study up and get back on track with muggle education, and I can get a simple job while I learn. I never intended to neglect my muggle roots for my magical life, but with the war it all went a bit mad. I'm now going back to my original plan, and studying law and history and psychology and all the other things I loved when I had the chance.

I really am sorry.

Hermione