Author's Note: Um, just barely on time. Oops?
[Remus Lupin]
Friday, March 6, 1981
Hey Harry.
I hope you're doing well. Hopefully life is treating you well; hopefully you're having a good time reading your Wizarding Book. In the future. Over sixteen years from now.
It's very difficult for me to comprehend that, Harry. Of course you're an adult as you read this, but to me, you're a baby still. I write to you- in the future. I have no idea if what I'm writing strikes a chord with you at all. The world could be so different. Do you even understand what we mean when we speak of the war?
But of course I hope that you do not. I hope that in the future, when you read this, the war is a distant memory for even the soldiers. I don't want you to know how war feels like, Harry. We, your parents' generation, know how it is to grow up in a warring world, and I don't want you to ever have to go through that.
I know. Old Mooney's being a downer. I guess I'm just feeling a little cynical today. I haven't been getting too much sleep lately. I may have a bit too much on my plate at the moment. But it's very important that I do my part for the war, so I'll just have to figure out how to manage it better.
Anyway, I brought up age because I am turning twenty-one on Tuesday. It's rather odd feeling. This isn't a terribly important year as things go, but it's still hitting me that I'm an adult. Of course if you asked James and Sirius, I've always been an adult, but it feels weird that every year I become more responsible for myself. The war's made everyone grow up quickly.
James and Lily invited me over for a couple of days to celebrate, but it will be a small affair. Unfortunately, Sirius and Peter will be unable to make it. They're both busy, regrettably. I actually haven't seen wither of them in a while, to be honest. I'd be more worried if I didn't know how much they're both working. But the absence, that's weird too- the four of us not being together for birthdays, holidays and celebrations.
I can't blame them though, so I'd best not babble on about it. Lily and James will be there, and that's a fine birthday celebration. And you. I could never forget you, Harry. You'll be there too, undoubtedly in the thick of things.
It'll be a nice time. I think it will do Lily and James good, to have someone here. They are going a bit mad with so little to do. I'm hoping that at some point Dumbledore will tell them that the danger they are in has lessened. Even with a young child, they have time to spare, and neither of them has been incredibly laid back. Both of them would enjoy getting out more, I think. But I suppose that if it's so much safer for them to stay away from the direct war, then it's for the best. Still, it vexes James.
But I'm speaking of things I cannot change, and that won't do anyone good.
It's late, so I'd best go. It's been nice writing to you, but it's quite late and I still have work to do.
With love,
Remus.
Author's Note: I'm sorry if the last couple of chapters have been sub-par. I'm actually very busy at the moment, and it's stressing me out a fair bit. I've tried to not let it influence my writing, but I'm afraid that it's begun to leak over a little.