"It was shortly after Mother and Father bought me home." Harry whispered, he had tears rolling down his cheeks as he sat as close to his Grandfather as possible."It was our fifth birthday, I was still terrified that everything would go wrong. That Mother and Father would realize what a freak I was and take me back, or hurt me like THEY used to." Harry spat out they like dirt, much how he felt the Dursley’s and Potter’s truly were."But then you arrived over, and instead of hiding me like I thought would happen, Mother bought me over to meet you. She introduced me as her son, and you as my Grandfather. When you held me, it was the first time that I truly believed that everything had changed for the better. You held me close and told me that you loved me. I didn’t understand, how or why you love me already, but you promised me that you would never let me think otherwise. You said that you would spend the rest of your life loving me and making sure I knew my worth. You never broke your promise." Harry was sobbing by now with his parents behind him waiting for him to need them."Thank you, for giving me love, and for being there as I grew up. Thank you for raising my Mother to be the best Mother I could ever ask for. I will never forget you."