"And I realized
Even though you are gone,
A part of you will always remain
Inside of me.
As long as the memories
don't fade
Like the sun behind the fog
on a cloudy day."
- A.J.
| The Letters Series|
On May 2, 1998; Remus and Nymphadora Lupin ris...
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September 1, 2009
Dear Mom and Dad,
Looks like everybody has to pay Grand-mama Andy right after I write this letter. Because I know you would've liked to be the first ones to know where I was sorted.
I got sorted into Hufflepuff, and Headmistress McGonagall smiled at me when the sorting hat yelled out the house. I could see tears in her eyes, but I didnt dare to ask her why. I kind of had a feeling why. Later on the evening, Helga Hufflepuff came by the table and told me (and everybody that had gotten sorted) that we should be very happy to be sorted into her house.
I really am, Mom.
Means that although I may look like dad.
Deep inside, I'm just like you.
Why is it so hard to be able to think of yellow and black hair. Do you think that would be too much pride for Hufflepuff or just the right amount?
