It was raining outside like never before. The rain that pounded on the window was accompanied with a loud howling of wind. Harry hadn't been back at Grimmauld Place since Sirius' death. He couldn't bring himself to go there until the situation with Voldemort was taken care of.

Harry was now eighteen and Voldemort had been vanquished for over six months. Now was the time to truly say goodbye to the closest person Harry had as a parent.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the rest of the Weasley clan decided it was time to face the demons of the past. They were cleaning up the Black house and making it possible for people to live in.

Harry and Ginny were in Sirius' room cleaning and sorting through his things.

"Is this morbid? This kind of feels morbid to me." Said Ginny in a whisper.

Harry looked up from a stack of papers and nodded. "Yeah. It does but we have to get it done once and for all."

Harry sighed as he looked away from her and went back to the papers lying all around him.

Ginny stared at him for a moment before walking over to where he was sitting and put her arms around him. He leaned into her and felt tears in his eyes. The pain of losing Sirius still felt fresh even though it had been over three years since his death.

"I still can't believe he's really gone, Gin. It feels like yesterday when I met him in the Shrieking Shack. I just miss him so much."

Ginny kissed the top of his head and sighed. "I know, Harry, I know. We all miss him too. Even though I didn't know him as long as you or as well, he was always kind to me and my family."

Harry turned around to face her and kissed her lips. "You know, I don't think I could do this without you, Ron, and Hermione with me. Do you mind helping with these papers? There are just too many to go through alone."

Ginny nodded and moved to sit next to him. They sat quietly for nearly a half hour before Ginny spoke.

"Harry, look! This is a letter to you from Sirius."

Ginny handed him the emerald green envelope that had Harry's name written in gold lettering.

Harry timidly took the letter out of Ginny's hand and stared at the envelope. He took a deep breath before opening the letter.

Harry scooted next to Ginny and began to read the letter aloud.

"Dear Harry,

If you are reading this that means only one thing, I'm dead. Hopefully, I went down with a fight. I do hope you are reading this as a middle aged man but knowing how I am, you are most likely still a teenager. If you are still a teenager, than I wish to apologize to you for leaving you so soon after meeting.

Harry, you are like a son to me, I hope you know. I love you very much and I'm really sorry that I'm gone and not able to be with you and watch you grow into a great man, which I see you become with each passing day.

Harry, James and I were more than best friends, we were closer than brothers, as you well know. We were what you and Ron to each other. Your mother was our Hermione. We cared deeply for each other and I can say that I'm very blessed to have known them the way I did. My only regret was that you didn't.

I know I have said this to you all before but I wanted to remind you before I told you the complete truth…"

Harry's eyebrows furrowed together. "The complete truth? What the bloody hell is he talking about?"

Ginny shook her head and shrugged. "I don't know. Keep reading!" She rested her head on his shoulder as he continued to read the letter from his godfather.

"…You may be wondering what the bloody hell I am talking about…"

Ginny laughed as did Harry. "He knew you too well, Harry." Harry kissed her forehead and went back to the letter.

"Well, you know, I'm right. Anyway, the reason I didn't tell you this when I was alive was at first I thought someone, like Dumbledore, would have told you about this before I reentered your life. When I found out that no one told you, probably to spare you any further pain or confusion, I realized that I couldn't tell you either. I couldn't and wouldn't because even to this day, as I am writing this letter to you, the pain was still too fresh to the point where the mere thought of it all still brings tears and devastation to me.

Harry, I am about to tell you the story of the woman that was the love of my life. The woman that meant the same, if not more, to me than Lily, James, and Remus combined. This woman was your Aunt Samantha, Harry…"

Harry stared shockingly at the letter. He reread the last line a few times just to make sure his eyes were not playing tricks on him. Of course, he knew in his heart that they weren't. Ginny stared with her mouth opened at him, not knowing what to do or say. She stammered for a few moments before finally saying "You have an aunt?"

Harry shook his head, still in disbelief. "How could this be? Why didn't anyone tell me! I deserved to know!"

Ginny shrunk away from him. He was getting extremely angry and she didn't want to get in the way of his venting. "Harry, you saw what Sirius wrote. It was too painful for him to think about let alone talk to anyone about. Please keep reading. Keep reading to learn the whole truth."

Harry stared at her for a moment, mainly to get his anger in check. He finally nodded before sitting back down next to Ginny and let her rest her head on his shoulder once more.

Harry began reading aloud once more, trying to soak in all of Sirius' words as much as he could.

"Harry, I'm sure you are very angry with me and understandably so. Just remember that I didn't tell you of this sooner not because I didn't care enough but because the mere memory of it all, the good, the bad, and the worst was just too much to bear.

I think it would be best to start at the beginning. Every story has a beginning, middle, and an end. This is where you learn the whole truth.

It all began many years ago. When I was going to Hogwarts for the first time. The first day at King's Cross Station…"