Harry lowers his head over Hedwig's casket and cries.

One by one, all of Harry's dearest friends come up to pay their respects to the poor, expired owl who was stricken with mesothelioma.

"Why!?" shrieked Harry, "Why did I line her cage with asbestos!?"

Harry carried Hedwig's casket out and tossed it into the Thames.

"Hey!" shouted one of those policemen on a horse, "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?"

Harry put a spell on him or something. Cause he's magic, you know. "Heh heh heh, no more whining from you."

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Brick go to Pret A Manger after the funeral to get some falafel wraps because falafel is really delicious.

Harry sighed, almost ready to start a conversation, but instead kept quiet and looked at his friends.

Since Ron had to have his eyes removed a few months earlier, he was sobbing loudly without any tear production, looking quite ridiculous.

Hermione had a very stressed, red face, and was grinding her teeth quite loudly.

Brick looked his usual ass-face self, drooling a little out of the corner of his mouth and rubbing Hermione's face quite suggestively… and in public too! Jerk. Brick had no decency whatsoever.

"I'm tired of living a lie!" shouted Hermione, scaring all of Pret's patrons.

"I'm going to become a man!"

Fin