Continued, Something Wicked
Dear Mother and Father,
When you come to my chambers to wake me this morning, you will find my room empty.
You have likely realized I am no longer here, seeing as you have found this letter.
I have been cautioned against even leaving this missive, but I could not abandon our home without letting you know that I am going to be all right.
I will not be back. Do not attempt to look for me. I will not write you again after this letter, and I ask that you destroy this once you read it. I am likely being overly cautious, but please humor me.
I know I am not offering much here, but I want you to know that I will be safe, and most importantly, that I will be happy. I have found my heart’s true purpose, and I must follow that path, wherever she leads me.
I will think of you often, and always be grateful for the loving home you have given me. I hope I may provide the same for my own children one day, should I be blessed enough to have them.
Please do not worry. I am where I’m meant to be.
Your son, always,
Harry
P.S. I am sorry for taking Grandfather’s dagger, but I believe he would have wanted me to have it. I promise to keep it in the family, always.