My name is Hedwig.
As I fell through the icy night sky... you thought you saw me explode.
You were wrong.
You see, I have a twin named Pedwig. Pedwig is a seer. He knew that someone who looked like us was going to die… and he decided to spare himself for me. I tried to convince him not to… but he did, and I'm glad he did it; I secretly hated him. He was such a pig and was really depressed and ate all of the food I got! He gambled away all of the money and sometimes stole and open letters I was supposed to deliver to Harry!
I'm happy to be alive, but nobody believes it's me. Harry won't even take me back, because he thinks that I'm my twin and he didn't like my twin either. I still stay near Harry now anyway… I stay unnoticed by him and watch him. He's been married to Ginny for a looooooong time now. (Like eight years; WOW.) He's not happy though… see, he found out that Dumbledore was gay and even though he didn't like Malfoy because he was a bigot, nobody knew that Harry was a bigot as well!
The hypocrite.
See, what Harry hasn't realized is that he himself likes guys… I see the way he looks at Malfoy… (Not that I blame him, mind.) But I digress.
You all got it wrong, and I'm setting it right.
My name is Hedwig.
You thought I exploded.
You were wrong.