Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. The story is inspired by the song 'If I Die Young' by The Band Perry.
Sirius, Lily, James, Dorcas, Remus, and Peter,
With the way the war's going, it's likely not all of us will make us through this. I very well might be one of those casualties. If I am, please remember me. I love all of you.
If I do die young, please, have my funeral exactly as I would want it. Sirius and Lily should know best. Bury me in satin, on a bed of roses. The funeral should be at dawn on the lake me and Sirius always visited – he knows where it is. Play a love song – Lily should know the song I want. The one we wanted for the wedding.
Take care of my mother, please. She needs your support. James, you and Lily are as good as her own. And Sirius, even if we're not married when I die, you're still like a son to her.
Dress your best, all of you. Especially you, Sirius. You know I loved seeing you dressed fancy. I also know you hated it. But please – for me.
Don't cry, any of you. Save your tears, for when you'll need them.
There was so much I still wanted to do in my life. Get married, have children, see Voldemort beaten… But I guess I really have had enough time.
Peter, Remus, and Dorcas- All three of you have been great friends. Keep fighting. Remember me.
James- You're like a brother to me (and you seem to think you are too seeing as you nearly murdered Sirius when you found out we were sleeping together). Take care of Lily and Harry for me. Make sure Harry remembers his Aunt Mars. Be strong.
Lily- You've been my best mate since the end of 5th year, despite the fact we practically hated each other until then. You're still my best mate, my sister… I love you. Be strong, keep fighting, remember me. Take care of James and Harry. And Sirius. I have a feeling you'll be the only one who can get through to him (you're the one who knows me best, after all). You're my best mate Lily. Be happy, even without me. I love you.
Sirius- I loved you, Sirius. I love you. I don't know when it started, but regardless of all the fights, all the break ups (237 to be exact), we always got back together. We did a lot of crazy things together. I mean, you proposed during a bloody battle! If I have one regret, it's that I might not get to live to see the wedding. I hope, desperately hope, that I do. That if I die young, it's as Marlene Black. But Sirius, promise me, when I die, you'll find another girl. That you'll be happy. I love you, but you deserve to be happy, even without me. I love you so much, Sirius.
Remember me. Remember the crazy, fun-loving, reckless girl Sirius called Mars. Fight the war like the heroes you are. Win for me. For everyone, everyone who's sacrificed themselves to win this thing.
I love you all, especially you, Sirius.
Goodbye from,
Marlene McKinnon (Black? - I hope so)