A/N&Disclaimer: I own nothing. The lyrics aren't actually part of the letter. (...) = Lyrics
Ron sat on his bed. Nothing was registering at all. He just couldn't believe it. He stared at a letter from Harry on his desk, and decided it was time to read it...
Dear Ron:
(It must have been cold there in my shadow,
To never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine,
That's your way.)
I want to thank you. I owe you so much. You've gotten me out of the Dursley's house countless times just before I reached my limit and cursed the three of them into oblivion. It's no one's fault that you couldn't get there in time this time. I know you've resented the attention I get. I resent it too. I was, at best, ignored for ten years. Then I learned about the magical world [the stupid Dursley's had never told me] and was thrust into the limelight. But you helped me keep my head, and saved my neck many a times. But most importantly- you taught me about Quidditch.
(You always walked a step behind.
So I was the one with all the glory,
While you were the one with all the strain.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.)
You always got pushed aside. Like that time in the bookstore with that idiot Lockhart. [I don't care how much Hermonie may have liked him- he was a bloody- never mind, I have a feeling Hermonie'll be reading this...] I hated that.
(Did you ever know that you're my hero,
And everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
For you are the wind beneath my wings.)
Everyone has a hero. For most of the wizarding world, that happens to be me. I REALLY hate that. But you wanna know who my hero is? You. You helped me not make a fool of myself by explaining the wizarding world to me. You opened your home to me, and treated me like a brother. Thank you. You're one of the few who actually care about the real me. Not Harry, the Boy-Who-Lived, just Harry, the Boy-Who-Needed-Friends. You were my first friend. Ever. (Hermione, you were my second).
(It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
But I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth,
Of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.)
It may have see to go unnoticed, but I was always grateful to have a friend like you. I wouldn't have made it if it weren't for you. This wasn't your fault... you have to know that. If you don't realize that soon, I WILL haunt you- and I can be more annoying the Moaning Myrtle!
(Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle
For you are the wind beneath my wings.)
You were my hero Ron. You and your whole family. Enclosed is my will. Don't you DARE think about not accepting it. I don't have any need for it anymore. Tell Fred and George to have fun with the joke shop. I'll never forget any of you, and I'll always be watching from Heaven, with my parents. YOU GIVE ME A HUGE FUNERAL AND I'LL HAUNT YOU FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!!!
Your Friend,
Harry J. Potter
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Ron cried after reading the letter.
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The funeral was small, as he'd requested. As best they could figure, Harry had assumed he wouldn't make it through the summer and had told Hedwig to take it to Ron should anything happen. The funeral had been held, ironically enough, on his birthday.
Once it was over, three people stood, looking at the simple grave. It read:
Harry Potter
July 31, 1980- July 25, 1995
"I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me."
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I might do a prequel explaining it in better detail if anyone asks. r&r, no flames please. I'm sure you can find a nice why to tell me how unoriginal and crappy it is! :)
