I was his best friend. The one who kept him connected to the magical world when he went back to the Dursleys. I saw him cry. I woke him up from his nightmares. Now, though, I'm gone. Who will help him? Will the redheaded girl, or perhaps the redheaded boy? What about the bushy haired girl, Hermione? They all let him down, though. I never did, until now. I've let him down. I'm so sorry, Harry. Forgive me. I love you.
AN: Uhhh…what do I say to this thing? Why did I write this, you ask? I have no freakin' clue. It's Hedwig, by the way. I'm not even gonna ask for reviews…