Harry potter : Forgotten Lord

Maybe I should look over charms, after all charms were my mother's strength, and this wand is meant to be good at them,'... Then his stomach rumbled ending his internal thought process.

Looking around kitchen, he decided to have some eggs and toast. Not that he had much choice in the matter, since it was only things he had in the cupboards.

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Sometime later

Finishing his meal, he opened up his mother's mahogany chest, inside was a letter, in what he assumed was his mother's hand writing. He opened the letter addressed to him to reveal an elegant script.

To Harry, our beautiful son,

Inside this chest are a series of books that your father and I thought would be the most helpful out of our family library in ensuring you had the best start possible.

Most of this collection are books that focus on rarer skills and magical arts, which would be difficult to find on the open market The other rarer and more dangerous tomes should be in the vault, and should not be looked at until you are skilled enough to understand them.

This collection is basically focused on introducing you to magic. However, there are two personal notebooks that we have written just for you.

I myself, focused on charms and runes, since they were my strengths, as well my passion. Whilst your father's skills laid in art of transfiguration, but it focuses more on the use of it in a duel, instead of for academic purposes, as well using other spells for more creative results.

Your father and godfather were also in process of producing a book on becoming an animagus. It is a skill that is time consuming to master, and most that do have the ability never achieve a transformation. Some just can't due to their magic, if you can't, don't be ashamed, it is extremely rare. I couldn't achieve an animal transformation either.

However, before you try this look into the mind arts, you'll find it far easier; it will help you out more than you could ever know. It was reason why I was so successful during my schooling, your father said it is also good for pranking, being able to keep a straight face when lying to a teacher.

There is also a book that both your father and I wrote containing our memories, our thoughts, so you can see who we were. There are sections later on that are under time lock for when you are older, its mainly contains our recollections of the war and our thoughts and feelings on what could of been done differently. I know it is a miserable subject, but I hope it helps you understand us, and our decisions, and your place in our hearts.

Please remember everything we did, was to ensure you lived through the war. Some believed we lost our way, fell from the light into the darkness, but in war sometimes you have no other option than to kill, or be killed.

Our motivation was you, so we could watch you grow old and live in a better world. However, some believed that forgiveness should be given and our captured foes could be redeemed, even if it means risking our own lives in process. Everyone should be given a chance, that is true, but some are beyond saving.

Other sections contain knowledge that only you should have, family knowledge, and will help you understand your inherited abilities.

Magic is a living thing; it is inside beating away, pulsing through you, in your blood. In our blood, abilities form, but change from generation to generation. This is where the pureblood supremacy ideology has its roots; newer lines like mine just don't have these inherited abilities resulting from house magic, like your father does, but it was weaker than previous generations.

This can be explained later when you are more able to understand it, however we felt that yours would be stronger, due to new magical blood being introduced. The signs were there when you were baby.

Remember we will always love you, you were constantly in our hearts and thoughts, live life to the fullest, never let someone hold you back, and don't let yourself be controlled. Your life is our own and the people you wish to share it with. Remember we live on in you! we will always be there in your heart.

We will always love you, and if we fell protecting you then it was a sacrifice we would have made without hesitation, without regret. Death is a journey all must take, the only choice we have is how we face it.

Love you always in this life and the next,

Mum and Dad,

Lily and James Potter

Harry couldn't turn his eyes away from text, his tears fell like rain drops onto the parchment, as he read the lines again and again, through his tear clouded eyes, trying to find comfort, in his mother's love. The words echoed in his mind, no one ever had said they loved him, but he felt it echoing from his mother's words, written over a decade ago.

Never realising it was getting darker outside as he continued to read the letter, trying to find some peace, but only feeling heartache, at the loss he felt, at what he been denied, he never had felt so alone.

His thoughts turned darker, that his mother had been taken from him, before turning to his abuse at his uncle's hands, thinking of his suffering, his loss, he turned inwards, looking deeper in himself, 'I may never know you mum, dad, but I'll never forget what you gave so I could live.

I will make them regret taking you from me; I'll make sure you didn't spend your lives in vain.' Tears continued to fall, as he lay on his bed, cursing the loss of his family, who he had never known, and would never know. A soft song began to echo, it was warm and comforting, soothing his aching heart, stopping his tears, allowing dreams to claim him.

Elsewhere

Viewing the land below, hunting for her prey in the snow covered forest below that stretched on beyond the horizon. On the winds she could feel heart ache, the grief of a child, crying over a lost mother.

It was a beautiful sad melody, calling out, echoing, seeking comfort. Her prey quickly forgotten about, as she turned south west, it would be a long journey, but she decided to see if this one was worthy to be in her presence.

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