Her white wings expanded as she flew in front of her hatchling, protecting him from harm.

Eyes of red glared at her golden ones and she could not help but feel smug at the annoyance and hatred they held for her.

Darkness was all she saw when the monster of red struck at her.

White was the light she dove into, as she met with her hatchling's family.

Inside her feathery chest, she felt her heart soar with pride as she saw her hatchling become a great man, from the great endless skies above that she now flew in.

Greetings was what she gave, when she next saw her hatchling, as they finally reunited for the first time in years.

HEDWIG; never has there been an owl been so faithful, so loyal and fierce; a lioness' spirit in an owl's body, she'd have done old Godric proud. Truly, a great familiar, but a greater mother. May she now have happiness that she and her Harry have now been reunited after so many years.