Mal
How long have we waited for this? Our escape is here, finally... but we're not leaving without our good memories, our bad ones, and our names stuck in people's throats. And our signatures inked on the dungeon walls permanently, I hope.
I don't want to turn into a boring, middle-aged bat who cries at weddings and replaces unborn children with cats, but since this is your last yearbook, I should probably say something mildly mushy. At least before we party our bums into next year. So, here goes.
I don't think 'best friend' covers it. You might as well be my blood. You've been a better family than my family, and if I could join your family, I would. You made Hogwarts fun (and that's a remarkable feat).
I know that you'll achieve your heart's desire, and not just because you're a perfect Slytherin. I don't even have to say it... my tattoos spell the truth. I'll be the first freshly-marked customer of your soon-to-be famous parlor, no question.
See you in the real world, Lele.
yours,
Laney Lala