Chapter 3:

To A Most Loyal Companion

Dear Hedwig,

I'll admit that I do feel slightly foolish writing this, but I promised myself when I began that I would talk to everyone who was important to us, so here I am Hedwig.

I guess if we think about it throughout this entire fiasco you were the one who saw the most. You were there for Harry even when we couldn't be, you were our eyes and ears at the Dursleys and for that we are eternally grateful ( sorry for how they treated you by the way.) You were a signal for hope to Harry during the summer, a reminder that this was not all a dream, that he just had to wait for the summer to end and Hogwarts would be there to welcome him home.

He misses you, you know he wouldn't let Ginny get another owl for them, they have a cat instead, Midas they called him because of his gold coat. You died trying to protect Harry that night, all those years ago, and I will be eternally grateful; however Ron did mention that he didn't miss the little gifts of dead spiders you would bring in when you stayed at the burrow, I didn't mention that I always found it hilarious I don't think he would have taken it too well.

It seems strange that I am not about to put this in an envelope and pass it to you to take wherever, Harry uses the post office owls to send us mail these days and it's not the same, some of them remind me of Errol; more than once Ron and I have had to scrape an unconscious owl off the bedroom window.

You served us well over the years, Hedwig and you are sorely missed, I hope that wherever you are you are happy and free to fly through the heavens in all your beautiful majesty.

Always your friend

Hermione Jean Weasley