Author's Note: Hey guys. I'm an asshole. I'm sorry. I've been going through a ton of personal shit, and honestly, this was the first thing to go. I've tried multiple times to get back into it, but I've had no luck. This story was supposed to end this week anyway, so I finally decided to give this thing a sendoff; give you guys an ending. There's a lot I've decided to skip, and just plenty of days I never planned out. I also plan to post the timeline I've been creating while writing.

Pay attention to the dates.

Harry turned the pages quickly, scanning the entries, drinking in the words. He'd go back to read them eventually (he had all the time in the world) but he could feel a burning sense of dread in his stomach. As warm and fuzzy as it felt now, it had to end.

[Lily Potter]

Friday, June 26, 1981

Hello again Harry, it's your dear old mum again. I've been rather down lately, but hopefully writing to you will cheer me up again. It's been Tuney lately, and I feel as if James is right, and it's a mistake to let myself be hurt again and again by her.

She's my sister, and I love her. But she's cruel. And her pig-head grunt of a husband is even worse. I don't even talk to her anymore, since I sent her a letter when you were born. I never got a response, but I still like to check up on her, once in a while.

Your cousin Dudley's birthday was three days ago, and all I've heard of Tuney is of her telling everyone how great he is, how much better he is than any other child. It wouldn't be so much if all she did was gushed about her son. That's normal, I brag about you, my little darling, every chance I get. No, it's Tuney's habit, likely picked up from Dursley, of insulting every other child that isn't her son. It's not enough that Dudley is great, others have to be put down in order to make Petunia happy.

All her neighbors must hate her.

I don't know what I'm going to do about Petunia. I'll always love her, but I worry for any child being raised in such an environment...

[Marleen McKinnon]

Friday, July 10, 1981

Harry! It was lovely to meet you today. My name's Marleen, I'm a friend of your parents. We work together, you might say. Fighting the good fight, and all that. I don't know how much of this dreadful war you're aware of, so I won't go into too much detail.

But I will say that today was a good day, there was a bit of a celebration. A bunch of us go together, had a bit of a party. Did a group photo, all that. We don't always get to see everyone, so it was wonderful to get the whole gang together...

[Lily Potter]

Friday, July 24, 1981

Harry, dear sweet Harry, my beloved son, I don't mean to burden you, but I'm sure you can see the tear drops I've already marred the heading with. It's just so awful, I'm shaking. James is here, but you're my strongest comfort right now, Harry.

The McKinnions are dead. All of them, I can't believe it. It honestly doesn't feel real. They were here, just two weeks ago...

[Lily Potter]

Friday, July 31, 1981

Harry, love. It's me again. You're not too disappointed, are you? Of course not, I'm your mother! You could never be disappointed by your mother right?

Today was your birthday! As I'm sure you realized by the heading. We didn't have a big party. No one was really in the mood, after what happened last week. I'm still in shock. Dear old Batty came over for tea, I think our talks are good for her. And she always loves seeing you, of course!

James is getting even sick of being cooped up in here. Dumbledore's making sure he can't sneak out, not even for a little while. I understand, we need to be safe, but Albus isn't the one ho has to live with him!

Oh a happier note, the prince got married on the 29th. It was such a lovely wedding, I had Alice send me some newspapers with pictures. Diana looks so beautiful...

Author's Note: Once again, guys, I'm sorry, and you should expect one or two more chapters in the next few days, unless my motivation completely breaks down again.