Just โ just to be clear,โ he said. โYou want to leave Tonks at her parentsโ house and come away with us?โ โSheโll be perfectly safe there, theyโll look after her,โ said Lupin. He spoke with a finality bordering on indifference. โHarry, Iโm sure James would have wanted me to stick with you.โ โWell,โ said Harry slowly, โIโm not. Iโm pretty sure my father would have wanted to know why you arenโt sticking with your own kid, actually.
J. K. RowlingHe read the letter again, but could not take in any more meaning than he had done the first time and was reduced to staring at the handwriting itself. She had made her g's the same way he did : he searched through the letter for every one of them, and each felt like a friendly little wave glimpsed from behind a veil. The letter was an incredible treasure, proof that Lily Potter had lived, really lived, that her warm hand had once moved across this parchment, tracing ink into these letters, these words, words about him, Harry, her son.
J. K. Rowling