December 26, 1976
Remus, Shit I can't believe you saved up muggle money for almost a year to buy me that leather jacket. You even had it customized with the moon and our animal forms. Like holy fucking shit. I actually can't stop thinking about it. I almost cried. Never mind, I did cry. I'll admit it. I definitely cried. I wept. Anyway, I'm rambling on paper. Didn't know that was possible but oh well.
What is this? Day 5? Yeah. I love that no matter how much James and I annoy you, you've never left us alone. You kept writing notes for us. You covered us with blankets when we were cold, even if you had to shiver. You gave us hugs and weren't ever uncomfortable with 'cuddling us.' You've stuck by us since first year when i stole your book and ran with it. You practically killed me, but i roped you into being our friend. I'm really glad you haven't regretted it. And I'm so damn grateful for everything you've done for me and James and Peter. I don't know how you haven't killed us yet, but you haven't. Thank you. I know James and Peter appreciate you just as much as I do.
~Pads