(one month later)

No matter how mad at us you are, we're still proud of you. It's okay to be upset around this time of year; even though you can't remember it, May second is the day you lost everything. Other than that, though, you seem to be growing up a bright young man, with a knack for getting in trouble like my friends and I. We wish we were there to see you grow up, but we also don't regret what we did.

Your mother couldn't have sat back during the battle; it's not in her nature, as I'm sure is true for you as well. She couldn't have risked losing the battle. She wanted you to grow up in a safe world, one that we could be proud to leave you in.

You know, you're not much different than Harry. Your parents died at the hands of Voldemort, you feel Hogwarts is your only true home, and you don't feel like you belong with your family now. He may seem distant, but I can assure you that he cares as much about you as he does his own children. He sees himself in you, and that should be a compliment. We all know that you'll grow up to do great things.

You have the best of both me and your mother. You'll grow up to be a great in whatever you choose to do. You shouldn't worry about that now though. Now is the time to make mistakes. Be a next generation marauder; just don't get into too much trouble. We'll be watching over you.

Love, Remus and Dora Lupin.

Harry crept into little Teddy's room in the dead of night, a piece of parchment in his hand. He had found the letters that Teddy had written, hidden under a pile of school supplies on his desk. Harry had never gotten an answer to his letters, but maybe Teddy could. He slipped the neatly folded piece of parchment under Teddy's pillow, and then backed out of the room slowly.

"Goodnight, Teddy." Harry closed the door slowly, cutting off the light from the hallway.

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