Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series…or the person who wrote the song.
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Anyway, happy reading:
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He was my friend.
He was my owner.
He was my family.
I wish I could have done something more for him but what can an owl like me do for the boy who lived?
What can I, a small white owl, have done to make his life easier?
But as I continue to plummet towards the Earth, my answer is there.
"HEDWIG!" That's his voice.
"HEDWIG!" He sounds desperate, almost upset
It is now that I realise what I hadn't before.
That I was his first ever friend…just as he was mine.
Through sorrow and happiness, I was with him through the six most important years of his-and my- life.
I really am a very lucky snowy owl.
My wing is in pain and the ground seems to be getting closer.
'Best of luck, Harry Potter. May the world be restored by your kind and noble heart.'
I will miss you.
F is for Friends who do stuff together.
U is for You and me.
N is for Anywhere and anytime at all.
A/N: Well, this was definitely new to me. I have never written from the point of view of a bird! Also recognise the song anybody?
Oh and yes, poetic licence people…I know Hedwig didn't really die that way…but how else was I supposed to write about her thoughts?
Let me know what you think. Review, please!