"I've got yer a present..."
It seemed to be a handsome, leather covered book. Harry opened
it curiously. It was full of wizard photographs. Smiling and waving
at him from every page were his mother and father.
"Sent owls off ter yer parents' old school friends, askin' for photos...
Knew yer didn't have any...D'yer like it?"
Harry couldn't speak, but Hagrid understood.
- J. K. Rowling, from 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone'