Disclaimer: I still have JK, and no ownership of Harry Potter, hurry up!
July 31. 1998
My 18th Birthday
Dear Ron,
You always sound a little gay. No, I'm kidding. I love you too mate. ((My turn to sound gay mate!)) You are my best friend, my brother.
Ron, we have decided to ask you to be our best man, not that you had any competition, so you have to agree, because there isn't any one else we trust as much as you.
I know that if I was dead, you would be dead too. I know you'd kill yourself before leaving me.
Ron, you're my best friend. You are my Sirius. So don't ever loose touch.
Tell Lavender I say hi!
Love, ((Now who sounds gayer, me or you?))
Harry
