I'd never soulgazed anyone before. I'd found out about it when I looked up on Harry. The concept terrified me-seeing who someone was, their core, without any deception.

I never expected to see her.

Our mother.

I was shocked. She was dead. Outside of pictures, I accepted long ago I would never see her again.

Except I did.

We talked. I won't say about what. There was so much I wanted to say I forgot half of them.

I hoped she could hear me when I remembered to say the thing I wanted to most.

Thank you.

For him.