Chapter VII

Independence is Freedom

{we believe he is after you, Harry Potter}

Those words kept playing in Harry's mind, it was like a loop, the phrase repeated over and over. He was used to dangerous situations, but this-this was different. The sense of fear wasn't present. He didn't - he wasn't scared. Explaining it would be - probably impossible because he did not know exactly how he felt, something was missing which was making everything confusing. It was as if a piece of the puzzle wasn't there.

"I know we lack proof Harry but - we strongly suspect this and we just want you to be safe." Amelia continued pulling Harry from his thoughts so that he was watching her.

"You've made plans," he stated, not even taking the trouble to ask, he could also see that his mother was hesitating to answer but finally relented.

"We strongly suspect that it would be safer for you if nobody knew who you used to be for the time being." Frowning, Harry was trying to understand what that meant until reality hit him.

"You want me to - stop being Harry Potter." He whispered, earning a sad nod from the older woman.

"Yes, it would mean almost completely cutting contact with your friends for your safety and starting over. For your safety -"

"But if you suspect Black knows that I was placed with the Potters, why do you believe that would protect me!?" Harry exclaimed, furious about all the choices that were controlling his life when he didn't even have a say about it. "Don't I have a say in this!?"

"First you will not raise your voice at me in that manner, secondly if your safety is in jeopardy then I will be taking the precautions I see fit." Amelia declared, voice firm showing no room for argument.

Yet this only set Harry's temper higher. It wasn't often it revealed itself but when it did, it exploded. How could this woman who claimed to be his mother that claimed to love him force him to do this - to hide who he was, to lose all his friends when he needed them the most.

"It's my life! You're basically telling me I have to give up my friends just because one guy MIGHT be after me. Well, guess what that's nothing new! Voldemort is after me and he scares me more than Black!" Harry shouted voicing his thoughts to the surprised woman.

"You're life is more important that friendship!" Amelia argued back, feeling frustrated. "You can make new friends, but you do not have a second life. Sirius Black is a dangerous individual. He will hurt you!"

"It does not alter the fact though does it? No matter what I am a target to him, as Harry Potter or as Kinsley Black! So, you will make me give up the two people who have been supportive of me no matter what in favour of shoving me to the wolves! Well, guess what, I don't know you all that well enough to trust you!"

Anger overflowing, he knew the best thing for the situation would be to leave. The last thing he needed was to blow something up with accidental magic, and yet he could feel his grip on his magic slipping. Ignoring the shocked look from the woman, he turned on his heel and stormed from the room.

Taking deep breaths as he went, he went up the stairs yet as he arrived on the second landing he stopped in surprise. Standing there looking just as surprised was Susan Bones, meaning she must have heard all of what he yelled downstairs.

Turning his eyes away he continued up the stairs until he arrived in the room he had been assigned. Closing the door he leant against it and allowed his eyes to close.

To calm himself, he fell back on his calming technique, one he had learned the year before. It took a moment but at last the soft warmth from within him came to the forefront and he allowed it to fill him. His magic - the one thing that had always been able to protect him in some way - always felt warm but now it felt even more so and although, he didn't know why it felt right.

Running a hand over the door handle, he didn't see but felt the glow that surrounded it, showing that he had been able to lock it in place. Satisfied that nobody would get in, he moved to the bedside table and grabbed the photo album before moving to one of the chairs by the window.

Sitting down, he pulled his feet and tucked them under himself before opening the book and turning to the photograph of his adoptive parent's wedding.

Instantly his eyes fell upon the people, he was looking for. They're smiling at the camera without a care in the world was his parents.

...

"Aunty, are you alright?" Susan Bones asked as she slowly entered the kitchen, unsure of what she was on the verge of finding.

Spotting the older woman sitting at the dining table, her head in her hands was not what she expected at all regardless of the fact that really the argument she had just overhead should have indicated to it.

"He hates me," her aunt whispered brokenly before looking up to her niece. "And he's right, we barely know each other."

"Oh aunty, I bet he didn't mean everything he said," Susan hurried to say before going to her aunt's side and wrapping her arms around her. "He's just hurting. Everything he's known has changed and now you're asking him to completely abandon everything else he has known."

"It's to protect him," Amelia whispered while wrapping her own arms around her niece. "He's in danger,"

"But if Black is the one who took Harry and placed him with the Potters than Harry is right, he would know it was him." Susan pushed.

"I don't know what to do Susan, you're both right but at the same time. It's the safest course of action. Making Harry Potter disappear protects her from more than just Sirius Black."

Making Harry take the name of Kinsley would put him as the last Heiress of the Black Family. This would give her a bit of protection against some of the darker families who might think they would be able to influence the young girl. If they were tantamount to learn that Kinsley was also Harry Potter then they would most likely feel more heat considering the girl was most probably the heiress of the Black and the Potter accounts.

"The will is being read tomorrow right, you can see what happens after that but from what I've seen of Harry he doesn't take well to other people making choices for his life. He's very independent Aunty," Susan whispered trying to appease her aunt while also standing up for her cousin.

She felt guilty about their second year. Harry had done nothing to deserve the treatment they had inflicted upon him. She had treated him like he was something to fear when in reality he was just a person about her own age who was being victimized because of an ability he didn't know he had. She needed to apologise to him but right now doing a bit of her own part was also making her aunt see things in a different life.

Hours passed and although dinner had been made. Harry didn't leave the room, Amelia swiftly learned that the door was locked which was odd considering neither Harry's door nor Susan's door had locks on them.

"Harry please, you do need to eat," she called through the door, holding a plate in one hand. "Please open your door, I have food here for you, you don't even need to talk to me but I think we need to talk."

"Have you changed your mind," came the muted response.

"Your safety is my priority, Harry. I will do what I think is best for you." She tried her best to put her point across but the snort from the other side of the door told her that the soon to be thirteen-year-old didn't seem to want to hear her out.

"I'm not hungry," the teen mumbled before the soft padding of feet could be heard.

Shutting her eyes, Amelia tried to hold back her emotions as best she could before slowly putting the plate on the floor.

"Tomorrow we're going to go for the pre-will reading. I will leave the plate outside your room - just please eat Harry. I should also make it clear that this - not eating - is not something that will happen often. You are to eat dinner every night at the dining room table."

With that, she turned away and left the floor for her own room. A few minutes later the door opened slowly and Harry peeked out, looking down he spotted the plate of food and gingerly bent to pick it up.

The next morning shined brightly as members of the Bones Home, were getting ready. Neither Susan nor Amelia had seen Harry since he had stormed into his room the day prior and both were worried. Yet it was with a stony expression that the teen arrived downstairs minutes before they were due to leave.

"We will be taking the Flo to the Leaky Cauldron," Amelia told them while shooting her daughter a worried look.

Still, the teen was stubborn and did not look her way, instead, he grabbed a handful of flop powder and was on his way to Diagon Alley leaving Susan and Amelia to follow.

Stumbling out of the fireplace, Harry looked around for any signs that somebody recognised him. Thankfully nobody did and he gingerly stood to the side waiting for his mother and cousin arrived. He made sure to keep his wand near his hand as they moved through the magical alley until they arrived at Gringotts where he finally relaxed.

As Amelia was on the verge of approaching a teller, Harry grabbed her hand and stopped her. She gave a frown but soon realised why she had been stopped. There, approaching from the far back of the bank, were two goblin guards.

When they arrived, Harry gave a bow showing his respect to the Goblin nation and they - to the shock of many, returned the bow. Without a word spoken the trio was led from the hall and through various passageways and corridors until they arrived at the wanted office.

"He has expected you. Little miss," one goblin grunted while giving Harry a bow.

He most likely noticed the wince he received from the title bestowed upon the young newly turned witch but chose not to speak and Harry chose not to correct him either.

Without a word, Harry pushed the doors opened and took the lead inside. Instantly he was welcomed by a grinning goblin who rose to his feet.

"It is good to see you in better health. My friend, we have missed your presence around these halls." Margtooth greeted before giving a nod to Amelia and Susan. "Please take seats. I understand that you wish to hear the will in a private reading before it is read to those named in it,"

"Yes Margtooth, there might be sensitive information that may help - the case." Harry chose to speak, taking the lead although his mother seemed quite keen to want to keep him on the sidelines as much as possible.

"I understand, I understand." Margtooth murmured before pulling a thick envelope from his desk and setting it out. "For that reason, I took the liberty of bringing the Wills here. Your parents had separate wills, of course, both will be read so why don't we begin with Lord Potter's will."

Earning a nod from Harry he opened the folder and pulled one long piece of parchment from its pouch. Clearing his throat, he began to read.

Last Will and Testament

We, James Charles Potter end Lily Ann Potter nee Evans, of Godric's Hallow, England, hereby revoke all former testamentary dispositions made by us and declare this to be our last Will.

Preliminary Declarations

Prior Wills and Codicils

We revoke all prior Wills and Codicils

Marital Status:

Married

Heirs:

We do have one living heir.

Executor

The expression 'our Executor' utilized throughout this Will includes either the singular or plural number, or the masculine or feminine gender as appropriate wherever the fact or context so requires. The term 'executor' in this Will is synonymous with and includes the term 'executrix' and personal representative'.

Appointment

We appoint Margtooth of the Goblin Nation, England, as my Executor of this our Will.

Powers Of our Executor

We give and appoint to our executor the following duties and powers with respect to my estate:

To pay our legally enforceable debts, funeral expenses and all expenses in connection with the administration of our estate and the trusts created by our Will as soon as convenient after our death, except for any debt secured by real and/or personal property which is to be assumed by the recipient of such property.

To take all legal actions to have the probate of our Will completed as quickly and simply as possible, and as free as possible from any court supervision.

To retain, exchange, or dispose of any personal property without liability for loss or depreciation.

To invest, let, rent, exchange, mortgage, sell, dispose of or give options without being limited as to term, any, and all real property belonging to our estate and to ensure, repair, improve add to, remove from or demolish or otherwise deal with such real properties as our Executor deems advisable without liability for loss or depreciation.

To purchase, maintain, convert, and liquidate investments or securities, and to exercise voting rights in connection with any shareholding, or exercise any option concerning any investments or securities.

To open or close bank accounts.

To maintain, continue, dissolve, change, or sell any business which is part of our estate or to purchase any business if deemed necessary or beneficial to our estate by our Executor.

To maintain, settle, abandon, make a claim against or defend, or otherwise, deal with any claims or actions against my estate.

To employ any solicitor, accountant, or other professional.

Except as otherwise provided, to act as our Trustee by holding in trust the share of any minor beneficiary, and to keep such share invested, pay the income or capital or as much of either or both as our Executor considers advisable for the maintenance, education, advancement, or benefit of such minor beneficiary and to pay or transfer the capital of such share or the amount remaining to such beneficiary when he or she reaches the age of majority, or during the minority of such beneficiary, to pay or transfer such share to any parent or guardian of such beneficiary subject to like conditions and the receipt by any such parent or guardian discharges my Executor.

The above authority and powers granted to my Executor are in addition to any powers and elective rights conferred by statute or common law or by other provision of this Will and may be excised as often as required and without application to or approval of any court.

Disposition of Estate

Distribution of Residue

To receive any gift or property under this Will a beneficiary must survive me for Thirty Days. Beneficiaries of my estate residue will receive and share all of my property and assets not specifically bequeathed or otherwise required for the payment of any debts owed, including but not limited to, expenses associated with the probate of my Will, the Payment of taxes, funeral expenses or any other expenses resulting from the administration of our Will. The entire estate residue is to be divided among my designated beneficiaries as directed.

I direct our Executor to divide the residue of our estate to the following people.

A. Frank Longbottom, you have been a good friend over the years. We, as in James, have grown up together since we were little boys. The Longbottom family and Potter family have always been close and it is my hope that it remains so with our heirs. Already I can see they have grown fond of each other. Hopefully, when this war has ended, they can grow up together.

Yet we are in a time of war and sadly we have to realise that we might not all get out of this alive. This is for that reason that we updating our will today.

B. Frank, if we don't make it, please help our heir. If our heir's godfather is unable to take care of them, then please we ask you to take our heir into your home and raise our heir as though they were your own child.

Alice Longbottom, you were my, Lily, best friend at Hogwarts. We bounded over sweets and spoke about cute boys that caught our attention. You are our heir's godmother. I ask you to please - please not allow Sirius to spoil our heir. The man can be a child still.

To you Alice, we leave the journals of our collective Charm research. Maybe one day you will find use it its pages or complete one of our past projects.

C. Sirius Black, this is James speaking my brother. I know that the past few months have not been the greatest of your life, but I hope that one-day things will turn out for you and that you will gain that happiness you deserve. You're a brilliant good friend Padfoot. I know that if I had a twin brother it would have been you. You've always had my back just as I will always have yours. There is a letter that comes with our will. I want you to have it. It will explain a lot about our heir and I hope you will be able to help in the situation.

Things are complicated, but we knew we had to do the best with the situation until the war ended. This will be a precaution in the event that we do not make it through this war.

I hope you will put in your best, my friend. I know that while others see you as nothing more than a prankster that you have the biggest heart in the world. People just need to look past the Black name attached.

Have a good life, my friend, make Amelia happy. I have no idea how you were able to get a hold of a woman like her but you have her, don't let her go.

C. Amelia Bones, you have grown attached to Sirius. You're a lucky woman but he, he is a very lucky man. You are an excellent witch, talented, smart, and kind. You have a great sense of truth and of justice that we hope will always live on.

As you are engaged to wed Padfoot, you are a member of this weird family we have composed. Hope you're prepared for it.

The letter we gave Sirius can also be given to you if it - if it comes to a point where Sirius is not in a position to accept the letter. It's an important letter, one that holds the fate of our heir. Please treat it with importance.

D. Remus Lupin, standing here in the bank writing our will I can't help but feel the guilt spreading. We've been hesitant of you for the last few months, believing you to be the mole within our folds but - something inside me is screaming at me that I'm being stupid that there is no way you could betray us. I don't know how to explain it, but I hope it's right.

In the event that you are indeed not the traitorous rat in our group, we gift you with the following.

The Hideaway, the place we would go to during our small get together during summer time. It's safe for you my friend, wards in place, a basement and all. It has been gifted to you and the Ministry can't take it away.

I know you will think we're being silly, but we would also like to gift you with the vault number 8570. This vault cannot be returned to the Potter family as it is firmly under your name. Use it well my friend and let it enable you take care of yourself. Moony, you deserve it because you've always been a faithful friend and there is no reason we should be distrusting you now.

E. For Peter Pettigrew, we have been distrusting Remus but we have also been distrusting you old friend. You've always had the hardest among all of us in school and when it comes to it, I don't think you could fight the imperious curse. It's not that you are weak Peter. It is that you are stronger in different fields of magic than us. You are a talented wizard, Peter, if you just allowed yourself to show it a bit more and to rely less on the people around you.

Yet if it turns out that you have indeed betrayed us then I fear we might have been part of the cause. As children, we were not the most responsible, nor the most - kind of people. In retrospect, some of our actions could be considered to be bullying, even to you we were sometimes quite cruel. Still, if you have betrayed us then you have harmed our heir, somebody who has done nothing to you.

If you Peter Pettigrew have betrayed us then you are left nothing just as Remus was left nothing in the chance he betrayed us. You have remained faithful and a true friend then you may receive Vault 8571. May it help you become the wizard you wanted to become.

F. For Minerva McGonagall, we knew you loved our jokes in school, at least most of them, don't pretend you didn't! We made a memory book of it, two actually. One we're giving to you because it was always meant to go to you. We hope you enjoy flipping through it and seeing all the fun we had growing up within Gryffindor. You're a brilliant professor and a brilliant Head of House, even if we could be a huge pain in your arse.

When it comes time for our heir to enter Hogwarts, even if they aren't in your house, please keep on eye on them.

G. Petunia Dursley, you are my sister which means I still love you no matter the hurt you have caused me. I cannot in good conscience allow my heir to go into your custody and is the reason you are not named as such. I do not trust nor will ever trust your husband. He is a brute.

I love you my dearest sister but I cannot allow that man to be part of my heir's life. From this moment on you are not connected to me in any form and we will stop contacting one another. You have gained what you wished for all these years. Nobody will know you had a sister named Lily.

Goodbye Petunia, have a good life.

H. Finally, to the one person we need to speak to the most. To our heir. We love you, darling, we love you more than you could ever imagine and please no matter how things turn out, please remember that.

The letter we are giving Sirius and Amelia is a very important letter and we want you to have the chance to read it to. We know you will be confused, and we know it will not sound fair but we hope you can come to accept the changes that will occur.

We have a feeling we may never make it past this war. Because of that, we have chosen to make you our heir which is why we keep calling you such and for another more - important - reason. Important information will be found in that letter which will explain a bit more about sensation details. Just know that we love you darling and that all we wanted to do was protect you.

I. Well, now I guess we should tell you what you get as our heir. Except for the above-mentioned items, you receive everything else in our estate, you also inherited the claim to the Potter lordship or in this case ladyship as well as properties and vaults. They are there to help you in your life and we hope you will be able to soar above the clouds and show the world the brilliant magic you can do, after all, you are showing quite some promise already. The magic you have performed, at such a young age, we are both amazed.

The last piece of information we can bestow upon you is this, follow your heart and your gut, from experience we know they work in many important situations. Instinct is important.

J. Finally, in the chance that it is ever contested we have chosen to have a list of possible guardians for our heir.

1. Sirius Black

2. Alice Longbottom & Frank Longbottom

3. Amelia Bones

4. Remus Lupin

5. Peter Pettigrew

6. Andromeda Tonks

7. Minerva McGonagall

8. Hestia Jones

*If either of these named have been convicted of a crime with the use of a trail and viretasirum then they will never receive guardianship of our heir.

Individuals Omitted From Bequests

If we have omitted to leave property in this Will to one or more individuals as named above or have provided them with zero shares of a bequest, the failure to do so is intentional.

General Provisions

No Contest provision

If any beneficiary under this Will contests in any court any of the provisions of this Will, then each and all such people shall not be entitled to any devices legacies, bequests, or benefits under this Will or any codicil hereto, and such interest or share in my estate shall be disposed of as if that contesting beneficiary had not survived me.

Severability

If any provisions of this Will are deemed unenforceable, the remaining provisions will remain in full force and effect.

Signature

We, James Charles Potter & Lily Ann Potter nee Evans the within named testators, have to this our last Will contained on this and the preceding pages, set our hands at the City of London, England, this 25th day of October, 1981 we declare that this instrument is our last Will that we are of the legal age in this jurisdiction to make a Will that we are under no constraint or undue influence, and that we sign this Will freely and voluntarily.

James Charles Potter

Lily Ann Potter

Witness

This instrument was signed on the above-written date by James Charles Potter & Lilly Ann Potter, and in our presence the Testators declared this instrument to be their last Will. At the Testator's request and in the presence of the Testators, we subscribe our names as witnesses hereto. Each of us observed the signing of this Will by James Charles Potter & Lily Ann Potter and by each other subscribing we witness and affirm that each signature is the true signature of the person whose name was signed. Each of us is now the age of majority, a competent witness and resides at the address set forth after our names.

To the best of our knowledge, the Testators are of the age of majority or otherwise legally empowered to make a Will, is mentally competent and under no constraint or undue influence.

We declare under penalty of perjury under the laws of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland that the foregoing is true and correct this 25th day of October 1981, at London, England.

Signed by James Charles Potter & Lily Ann Potter in our presence and then by us in their presence.

Signature: Alice Longbottom

Name: Alice Longbottom

Signature: Frank Longbottom

Name: Frank Longbottom

As the document was finished Margtooth looked up to the young magical before him, the teen had tears flowing down her cheeks, her hands were clenched and her shoulders shaking.

"I was never supposed to go to them," Harry whispered angrily, fists clenched tightly as they shook at his side. "I was never supposed to go to the Dursley's."

"No you were not, I can safely say that all those on the list would have been better choices as guardians for you, well with the exception of one perhaps," Margtooth remarked, saying the last part softly so as only he could hear it.

"They trusted him without question," Amelia whispered not feeling as foolish as she once had, after all, she had loved the man.

"Indeed, it would appear they distrusted Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew more," Margtooth remarked before placing the will down and removing a letter from the drawer. "With all due respect Madam Bones, I believe that the little miss is old enough to read the letter her adopted parents left to you, Black, and she upon their deaths."

"I -" yet Amelia couldn't make herself deny the request and it would seem as though Harry didn't want to take the chance she would as her hand reached out and grasp the letter. "You may use the side room for a bit of privacy, once you return, we may discuss some more sensitive items."

Harry gave a stiff nod before rising and hurrying out of the room. He had used Margtooth's side room before when he had first come to the goblin and learning about his accounts. Today seemed like it might mirror it a bit more than he had predicted.

Settling into the comfortable chair, he took a deep breath before breaking the wax seal. Shakily he pulled the letter out and with a deep breath began to read.

AUROR REPORT

Case number: 87492071

Reporting Officer: James Charles Potter Prepared by: James Charles Potter

Incident/issue: location of child

Description of Accident/Issue:

Walking along Muggle London street, I found a baby in an alleyway. The child was wrapped carefully in a warm purple blanket and had startling dark green eyes. Male, 10.5 pounds, 19.2 inches in length. No distinguishing marks, yet signs of magical reserves are present.

The child could be one of the missing children that were taken by Death Eaters but can also be an abandoned baby in the muggle world. Taken to Auror office and brought the issue to supervisor Head Auror Vance McKinnon. After careful consideration Supervisor McKinnon believes that the best course of action would be to hide the child until the war has ended. Upon completion of the war, the child can be safely returned to family and situation explained. We do not want to place the child in furthers harm way as the Dark side might attack and try to harm in even worse ways.

This document is to be silent, and I am not to file it as a proper report until the war has been completed. After consideration, I have chosen to volunteer for the post and have received permission from Supervisor McKinnon. The child will reside with myself and my wife, Lily Potter before being returned to parents when war has been completed. If parents are unable to claim the child, then they will go to next of kin if no next of kin is available, it is possible the child may remain with my wife and I or go into Ministry custody.

The report with signed and date with a flourish of a quill and Harry felt himself slump against the chair.

He had been found in an alleyway, discarded like trash. James Potter had found him and back then he had been disguised as a boy already.

Shaking his head he turned to the next document, this time it was a letter with a piece of parchment attached.

Sirius,

We know you will be reading this letter and no doubt more than a bit angry at the situation. With what happened to your own daughter, I know you would have wanted your child returned to you immediately. Sadly it is not my choice, and I even have to admit that some families are less able to protect their young when it comes time to do so.

Already we have seen families killed and I do not want to see that happen to this little bundle in Lily's arms. If we do not make it, and the baby lives then it comes upon your shoulders to return the baby to the parents. We have yet to go to Gringotts to get a blood test completed but Lily has been able to brew a potion. This potion has shown us all the spells, and potions that have been placed on the baby in the time it has been on this earth and what we have found astounds us.

I could tell that the baby was nothing short of loved by the family, it is healthy and happy. Yet what surprised Lily and I were the potions used upon the baby. One was a very old, very dark potion. It concealed the baby's gender, changing it to the opposite. The baby in our arms perhaps looks like a boy but in fact, the baby is female. Lily is in the process of finding a reversal potion to counter the first so that the baby can be raised in its true gender.

Sadly we are having little luck but we will find the solution, we have to.

I understand the fact that she is a girl hits closer to the belt Sirius and I am sorry, I just hope that if it turns out she is your daughter, my goddaughter then you and Amelia will be able to forgive me. I can safely say that as we lie here in hiding that we were perhaps not the best choice as safety for the child but Mckinnon is dead, all of them are, damn Voldemort! Crouch is being even more of a hardass than usual and getting paranoid as well, I swear the man's going to have a breakdown before the war ends, or he will turn into another Mad-eye Moody. One's enough thank you very much.

Yet I'm getting off course. A week ago we learned some less than appealing news. During my last physical, I learned something - heartbreaking. I haven't had the chance to speak to Lily about it but here it goes. I can't have children Sirius, I'm infertile. Healer Jones thinks it because of a dark jinx from the last duel I had with a Death Eater.

I'm horrified you know, I've always wanted children and watching over this child have made those feelings grow. I wanted a big family, around the scale of the Weasleys, bloody hell Molly Weasley has six and one on the way can you believe it! Seven children, she has a full Quidditch team.

I also know Lily wants a baby and she would be a brilliant mother, just watching her now tells me that she suited for it and now I can't even give her that. That ability I had possessed is gone and my father would be horrified to learn that the Potter family is going into extinction, no heir to pull the family back up, no heir to continue the Potter name. He would have been truly saddened by the news.

There is one way though. With the war, comes many orphans, as sad as I am to admit it and this child we are looking over - it could well possibly be an orphan already. I know what I am about to suggest to Lily will seem - a bit crass but I truly believe that it might be the only way.

I want to protect this baby Sirius, and if it comes a time where I am unable to, I want to make sure that the baby is safe and sound, well cared for and most of all secure. That is, why I am going to make her my heir, the heir to the Potter Family. In the chance I am able to adopt a baby boy then he will become the prime heir but she will always have a part of the Potter family, a treasure to her name.

You will not be the only one reading this letter Sirius. I have little doubt that the lovely Amelia Bones will not be sitting beside you reading it with you but I also want - when the times come for the baby to be able to read this letter as well. At the moment we have chosen to name the baby Harry and you as Godfather. If it does turn out that she is little Kinsley then it's rather ironic as you will be both father and godfather just as I am currently temporary father and godfather.

Now, to our part for the little bundle of joy currently rocking to sleep in Lily's arms that's you Harry or if you know your true name by name, insert that instead.

You're a beautiful baby you know that and you're so intelligent. Well, just yesterday you wanted one of your toys and made it zoom towards you. Gave Lily a small heart attack but you simply giggled and began gumming up the stuffed dog.

I hope you can understand what we are trying to do, and one day forgive us for keeping you away from your birth parents for so long. I hope that the war ends soon and although I don't want to give you up, I know I would have to. You belong to a family that loves you and wants you back more than anything in the world and one day you will be returned to them.

I can't write much else, my ink is swiftly drying up. I just want you to know that in the short amount of time you have resided in our home. We have come to love you as though you were part of us and we hope that when this is all over, we will still be able to have even a small part in your life.

Goodbye my little angel, and we love you.

James Potter

Author note:

Hello everybody, I understand that this chapters comes at a rather slow speed but you guys were worned.

I'm struggling a bit with my choices in this story especially this chapter but I will still push on. So I hope you all liked it!

For the readers of The Kiss of Death please note I'm also struggling with the latest chapter, can't seem to get my subject on point. Also my new job has just moved to full time so less time for me to do typing.

Have fun everybody and have a very Merry Christmas!