It was May Third. A national holiday. People were out celebrating with friends at parties, watching fireworks, and eating exorbitant amounts of food.
Not Teddy Lupin and Harry Potter.
They stood in a cemetery in Godric’s Hollow, side by side in solemn silence. Harry looked at his feet, while Teddy stared at the beautiful, ornate headstone in front of them.
Here lies Remus ‘Moony’ Lupin and Nymphadora ‘Dora’ Tonks.
“We are a part of you. Invisible to everyone else.”
“Teddy, I’ll give you a minute. I’m going to go…take a walk,” Harry said to him as he turned around, hands in his pockets.
Teddy understood Harry’s meaning and nodded to himself as he kneeled upon the uneven ground. He looked up at the stars. “Are you really up there?” He asked quietly, his voice shaking.
He had been told by so many people to be proud of his parents, that they had died a hero’s death, and they died for something they believed in. However, no one, save Harry, ever told him stories about his parents.
Teddy reached out and touched the headstone. “Hi, Mum, Dad,” he started. He had never called anyone by those titles before; the words felt strange as they rolled off his tongue.
He looked at the epitaph engraved into the marble stone. “I miss you. I mean, I know I never really knew you, but I miss you so much. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to spend a day with you.”
He paused for a moment.
“Harry’s been great to me, and he’s told me so much about you. I feel like I know you,” He pulled his favorite picture of them together out of his pocket. “I even have this picture.”
He had memorized both of their faces by looking at this image. He knew his mother’s bright smile; his father’s laugh.
“I know I complain about how much people say that I should be proud of you, but I am proud. You fought to save the world, to help others in need. What son wouldn’t be proud?”
He looked down at the picture again, then back at the headstone.
“When I was little, and I asked why I didn’t have parents, I was told that you were in heaven. I asked what it was, and I learned that it was a place where no one cried, or had any pain, or felt sorrow or anger. It was a place where everyone was loved, and no one was hurt. I can’t think of two people who deserve to go to heaven more than you guys.”
“I just want you both to know that I love you, and I’ll always think of you, no matter what.”
With that last statement hanging in the air, Teddy stood up and started to walk towards the gate, where Harry was waiting for him.
At the gate, he turned around and cast one last glance at the white headstone. I’ll see you in heaven,