A/N: I'm back and am putting this up. For those who are reading my other stories and know about my medical problems, I want to say I'm doing better. It's rough and at times I want to give up, but I'm not.
Yes, I am working on the others, but its slow going. Please be patient with me and I will get chapters up soon/
I never thought…okay I knew this day would come. Still, I never gave it that much thought. After all, it's not something that you think about on a daily basis.
I can still remember the day that she came into my life. I was just a little kid in need of a friend. Someone who could and would always be there when I needed someone too talk to. A friend that would constantly support me through my darkest hours and the joyous times that I might have, and she was exactly that.
That was now fifteen years ago. We instantly bonded and she became my closest confidant. Always there by my side helping to soothe all the pain that I felt, and celebrating my accomplishments.
It was she who helped me emotionally after the war. She would just sit there listening to my rants of unfairness. She would just sit there listening intently, never trying to change my mind or feelings like many did.
She was the one who would get help if I was in need, never expecting anything in return. Never once did she yell at me or turn her back when something bad happened because of my carelessness. Never once did she tell me that I was acting foolish when it came to what I felt needed to be done. She always gave me the silent support that I needed to get through my teen years, and the war.
She was such a beautiful friend. At times I know that I took advantage of her friendship and loyalty. Sometimes I would just forget that she was even there. She never complained, never left my side. Now, now I know just how wrong that was of me. I took advantage of her friendship, which is something I or any one should never do to a good friend…a best friend.
Well, I should really go see her grave. A part of me doesn't want to. It's just still too painful, but I will. She was and will always be my best friend.
With that said Harry put his quill down and stood up. Taking a deep breath and allowing it to come out slowly, he gathered his courage before turning to head for his back yard. A few short strides and he was stepping out into his beautiful green yard.
There in the very center stood a beautiful white statue of an owl. The wings spread out as if it were in flight. Beneath the owl was a plaque. Drawing closer to the stature, he stopped, a single tear slowly tracking its way down his face as he once again read it.
Hedwig
The beautiful snowy owl that was my first friend
Always there when I needed her
You will always be a part of me
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I hope you all enjoyed this one shot. I had to write this because of how I just lost my best friend today. She was a beautiful black and white cat that I had since I was fifteen.
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