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“Dearest Minnie,

Hope you’re doing well! I’m the same of course, driving Lily up the wall as usual, she sends you her love by the way!

Now I know I told you that you’ll never find a chaser as good as me ever again, but it just goes to show that even the brilliant are sometimes mistaken. I’ve found you (made you!) a replacement who will one day outshine his old man by leagues! Enclosed is a photograph of your new Quidditch prodigy so that you may assess his skills for yourself. We have him chasing the cat for practice. He’ll be unbeatable by the time he starts at Hogwarts! The youngest Quidditch player in a century!

I guarantee it, Minnie. And you know I’m never wrong, though you’ll never admit it!

Missing you and Hogwarts terribly,

Lots of love,

James

P.S. Sirius says his marriage proposal still stands.”

Wiping away a single tear that ran down her cheek and chuckling to herself, she smiled down at the photograph of a small, gleeful, black haired boy zooming along in a toy broom, a pair of legs chasing after him and a young woman laughing hysterically in a corner.

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“Dearest Minnie,

Hope you’re doing well! I’m the same of course, driving Lily up the wall as usual, she sends you her love by the way!

Now I know I told you that you’ll never find a chaser as good as me ever again, but it just goes to show that even the brilliant are sometimes mistaken. I’ve found you (made you!) a replacement who will one day outshine his old man by leagues! Enclosed is a photograph of your new Quidditch prodigy so that you may assess his skills for yourself. We have him chasing the cat for practice. He’ll be unbeatable by the time he starts at Hogwarts! The youngest Quidditch player in a century!

I guarantee it, Minnie. And you know I’m never wrong, though you’ll never admit it!

Missing you and Hogwarts terribly,

Lots of love,

James

P.S. Sirius says his marriage proposal still stands.”

Wiping away a single tear that ran down her cheek and chuckling to herself, she smiled down at the photograph of a small, gleeful, black haired boy zooming along in a toy broom, a pair of legs chasing after him and a young woman laughing hysterically in a corner.

lily evans was no idiot. she was top of her class, star potions student, head girl, and a favorite of teachers and students alike. she prided herself on her intellect and wit, her sensitivity to both academic and emotional subjects. lily evans was exposed to, from a very young age, the cruelty of human nature. there were burgeoning signs, warning hints of deeper hurt–from tuney, from severus–and as she grew, as she married james potter and joined the order, she was exposed to even more. she suffered the treachery of peter pettigrew, mourned the loss of dead friends, and lived the last few months of her short life in hiding, in a remote, small home in godric’s hollow.

and yet.

when voldemort came for harry, she still screamed, have mercy! she must have known, logically, that there was no chance for such mercy, that her pounding heart was overpowering her level head. the last breath she had, the last thought she possessed, was a blind, desperate hope for lord voldemort, master of a cruel heart and an even colder soul.

and yet.

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